Today, I am feeling a bit melancholy as my grand-daughter,
Micayla, and her parents prepare for a trip to Paris. When Micayla started high
school, I told her that if she studied French, when she graduated, I would take
her to Paris for two weeks. It was a present that I began anticipating with
great joy. Halfway through her high school “term”, I fell and broke both my
legs (that is another whole story), and I recovered and moved on. One of the
after effects, however, is that I cannot walk long distances any more, and I
have a lot of trouble coming down stairs. I thought this would get better, and
I delayed her gift by one year so I could be sure I was fully recovered. As it
happens, I still cannot walk very far, and as a consequence, I had to pass on
this gift to her parents, and they are taking her on her vacation. I have two
wonderful grandkids, and I adore each of them, differently, and for me, going
away, with just the kids, is really a special time. They are leaving on
Saturday, and I miss them already, and yearn to be with them.
This is a small collage of photos that I took when I last
went to France in 2009. It is a project that was part of the old Creative Memories
digital program. I have workshops in digital scrapping. (If you are interested
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