I have never been to Provence, France, but I imagine unending lavender, rosemary and thyme.
The sky, a different shade of blue.
Flowers so intense it's like being awake for the first time since winter.
Today was a day like that.
A day that makes my heart a little sad because it's almost gone.
Today is 5 years since my Dad died.
In his honor I will live with passion.
I stopped to see the bees work.
I was grateful knowing I could push my body to do what I wanted.
I ate with passion.
I loved.
40 flights of stairs
Too much coffee
1 beautiful pastry
A long walk to get milk.
Baguette with tomato, basil and garlic. (Sorry honey)
Apple with Cheese
Pasta and a salad for dinner
I miss you Dad.
Aw. I love you Karen's dad! Your youngest daughter is the bomb! (PS - I hear your older children are pretty cool too.)
ReplyDeleteOh I'm so sorry to hear of your loss...I'm sure your dad is smiling down on you and so proud of you right now. Hope you found peace with your family and friends yesterday.
ReplyDeleteWoody lives on in you and Ringo and Sigfried and Roy.
ReplyDeletexoxox
Love you and Woody.
ReplyDeleteI love you all. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteYour dad can't have been more than 18 years old in that picture, no? I love to see B & W pics like that, especially those in pristine condition.
ReplyDeleteSounds like your dad was very much with you throughout your lovely day.
This made me cry. It was a beautiful post. Thanks for sharing.
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