Many years ago life seemed so hopeful, what is it about the past that we long for? Is it because it's unattainable? Or was it really the romance novel we tell ourselves it was. Did Parisian know they were living in La Belle Époque where there was plenty and peace but they did not see it that way, trying to escape our present to a "golden age" where life was a lot better some other time? I made a choice to leave Paris once, and I regretted it, a brilliant author once wrote " we all make mistakes, have struggles, and even regret things in the past. But you are not your mistakes, you are not your struggles and you are here NOW with the power to shape and your future." I miss Paris and the old times but what I have now is going forward and I will look back with sweet memories and a place that I can go to when I need peace and comfort knowing that I will not only bee in Paris again but that the best is yet to come.
There's no denying it, Paris is one of the most beautiful places in the world. As I sit at a corner cafe and people watch while smoking a cigarette I wonder, what if I would have never made it here. Fear is unfortunate something we befriend in order to stay relevant. As we share our dreams and goals while sighing in disbelief we feed ourselves this notion that whatever we imagine is distant but what we really are doing is feeding our fear and sipping comfort while doing so. We become so attached to things, people and places that we do not realize that we are settling for comfort and gladly ignoring our dreams. It's important to be content but not always be complacent, a few years ago a friend abandoned me at the airport. We had a round trip ticket to Paris and she was not getting on the plane for reasons I do not want to recall. The flight she cancelled was not only her's but mine, imagine my surprise when I arrived with my luggage in my hand and no ticket. "NO, you ar...