I have come to hold a high esteem for one of the CEA office workers. Though she has known us all less than a week, she refers to us all as her babies and when she speaks her voice rings with the truth and depth of her sentiments. Being one to hold my emotions fast inside myself, I sometimes find her affection somewhat frightening. But I find the fact that in a month I will no longer be near this affection even more frightening.
Tonight CEA hosted a Parisian walk and picnic in a Marais park which Elisabeth had both organized and led. During the walk we talked about little things. I told her that we would have to get coffee after classes but before I left. I tell myself that perhaps we will stay in touch, but I've said those words so many times over the years and always with the same result.
But still...
Tonight CEA hosted a Parisian walk and picnic in a Marais park which Elisabeth had both organized and led. During the walk we talked about little things. I told her that we would have to get coffee after classes but before I left. I tell myself that perhaps we will stay in touch, but I've said those words so many times over the years and always with the same result.
But still...
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