One week in Paris –
Recovery, sleep and time with my dear Amel. Tea, tears and late night conversations. Life is complicated and these are the moments that help get us through.
Wednesday I had afternoon tea with Zabrina and her friend Ana. It was lovely, empowering and encouraging. I am surrounded by strong vivacious woman who are chasing the life they want. But what is the price we pay for these things? Za is contained by her commitment to share a life with her man. She is not bitter, but just acknowledges the restraint and or challenge in how it would slow progress. What she doesn’t realize is the stability, comfort and assistance that a partner brings. The grass is always greener.
We drank tea and discussed pursuing what we want out of life. Walked in the rain sharing umbrellas to Les Halles and listened to jazz at Sunset Sunrise.
Do memories keep us warm at night?
I’m unsure of how much to ever write about my “love life” – – I mean.. who really wants to read about that? It’s like a never ending roller coaster ride. haha… not always fun, exhilarating moments and you get off and think ..” I want to do that again!.. but give me a moment, I feel a little sick.”
Am I forcing the issue? Perhaps…
How many “I miss you” do I pass around each day? Like collectors cards. With my heart strings attached to each one.
Every where I go people are moving forward with their lives. But I am just here, being me, bouncing between time zones thinking that time bounces with me.
I ask myself what I want – Paris. Freedom. Life. People. Love.
What is going to take to have these things?
