Today Mathilde and Fabien left Samoens. I am greatful for the past month of travelling with my French girlfriend. Discovering Paris, hitchiking, partying on mountain tops, many drinks and beautiful meals. I am greatful to have met Fabien, who gave me the oppurtunity to feel weightless in the Alps. I witnessed Mathilde's first ever solo flight. What a rush it was to see her so small beneath our feet. What a releif to see her landing, like a champ, safely on the stable ground beneath (and in piles of cow dung, for that matter). I't is such an empowering feeling to be up there. I can never thank them enough.
After they left, I went out into the village to gather goods for my next move, finding myself alone again, for the first time since the last full moon. I've lost the notion of time. It feels nice to be a little disoriented and most of all, not having to be anywhere, ever. My schedual is completely open. Strange but nice.
I spent my day at the market getting veggies, at the bakery picking out fresh bread, sitting on the patio of my favorite coffee shop reading my 6th book, and downing coffee like there was no tomorow. Before heading home before James and Danielle arrive (the owners of the house I've been watching), I had a sudden urge to stop in the villages church. I found myself sitting, head bowed, for the first time ever, and sincerely praying and saying thanks for all the beautiful people I have in my life. It's one of those days where my heart is just bursting with love and gratitude. The smell of churches imidiatly reminds me of my grand-parents whom I love to death. It made me long for a walk in the woods with Pepere Arsenault, and Memere Arsenault's jam cookies, that she happily has ready for me whenever I visit.
I am greatful for mom and dad who still love me after everything I've made them endure, and for my brothers with whom I have so much fun with, and are damn hilarious. I am blessed with handfuls of reliable, wonderful friends who are always close no matter how far, and who are ever so good at keeping in touch, regardless of time and distance.
I also realised I miss my coworkers more then I thought I would. I'm so lucky to be part of that family! What a great bunch. I'm scarred the babies will be bigger, or worst, not remember me. It will just take one hot chocolate from Clementine's. I hope.
Tomorow I have a hot date at the Nice train station, with my (second) oldest friend of life, Christine. We have plans to couchsurf, and are invited to a night of board games and fun. I haven't told her yet, but I have a bottle of champain in my pack to celebrate the beginning of our travels!
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
