"...we'll
meet again, don't know where, don't know
when ."
Sounds
like the ending of wonderful French movie, bur no,
it's just the ending of a spectacular week of getting
to know one of the sweetest, dearest men I will
forever call my friend. Yes, saying goodbye this
morning isn't without a tear in my heart, many
actually, but as he was putting up the video, he
stopped and came out on the balcony of the tiniest
room in Paris, just to hug me and he was crying
too...
It's
time for us both to continue our journeys .but
what a stop along the way! We both learned a lot about
each other and about ourselves.
I
will miss the looks we got from younger women, as we
sat in restaurants, who wondered about the dynamics
going on between the handsome young man and the
attractive older woman flirting with each other in the
corner booth. I will miss the lovely Italian
restaurant where Isabel served us the BEST pizza we'd
ever had .our BEST NIGHT! I will miss singing
with him along the streets of Paris, after having too
much wine...
...and
laughing, that, I think I will miss most about him and
us together.
I
leave today with a renewed passion for life and living
each and everyday for now. Adam, thank you for
encouraging me to jump - I will be forever
grateful.