I had a blog up until September on a different server. Someone stole it. It was so devastating to me and up until now I didn’t think I could ever possibly go through all that work again. I miss my blog. I don’t know what it is about blogging, but I miss it. I wonder at times what are they doing with my blog? It was like they stole my life in a way. I’m over it, I’m moving on, I’m ready to start a new one and I am excited about getting started.
So I find myself once again back in Paris for the winter and want to write about my life here. I love it here. I love everything about Paris, it’s so different, so marvelous. I love my life back home in the states in New York too. I love my life no matter where I am living, and I am grateful always for each and every day.
Late every afternoon I look forward to resting and stopping a little while to people watch and also to take time to enjoy a cup of coffee. Whether it be an espresso, a café au lait, or one of my favorites in certain places a café creme, where the milk is whipped thick and creamy.