Strange to think that in a month from this moment now I will no longer be in France. I will have just landed and unboarded my plane at Dulles Internation Airport and will probably be awaiting my luggage in front of a conveyor belt beside other travel weary people.
Knowing this, today I have been filled with this sense of sadness even as I feel elation at the idea of being able to see my family. I tell myself there's really nothing I can do about time and that it will pass as it will, but I know that the month will pass more quickly than I ever could express to you.
Then Paris will be a memory just as Nantes is a memory. Then I will have to sort though the pieces to find what remains.
Knowing this, today I have been filled with this sense of sadness even as I feel elation at the idea of being able to see my family. I tell myself there's really nothing I can do about time and that it will pass as it will, but I know that the month will pass more quickly than I ever could express to you.
Then Paris will be a memory just as Nantes is a memory. Then I will have to sort though the pieces to find what remains.
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