So, here's the story.
One of the most surprising events that ever happened to me was a 2-1/2 day time in Paris. Dave's computer co-worker was from western Africa, was really neat, and he and Dave got along great. Then Patrice moved to Paris.
A few months later, we were going to Uganda to attend our son, Sam's, wedding.
We had been invited to visit Patrice and his wife. We worked it into our "on the way home" schedule. When we reached London, we had arranged a 3-day layover. We didn't fly to Paris; we went on the Eurostar train. To be under the English Channel I would normally have been terrified. BUT too much fun was on the plate and I couldn't allow the fear to win.
We stayed at Patrice's apartment not far from the main downtown area. Could walk nearly anywhere, climbing the arches,
a long walk on Champs Elysee, so many lovely shops, nice people.
And this is what I brought home as my souvenir:
The chestnuts were in a grassy area near those rocks that I loved so much [wish I could have brought them home].
The next day was our 14th anniversary. We went to the Eiffel Tower ...
and even as terrified I am of heights I couldn't possibly not go up. And it was beautiful.
After that, we went on the Seine River.
The amazing part? I was looking at the river and suddenly I burst into tears. Dave was horrified. He came and held me and asked what was wrong. I said, "I'm so happy. I never imagined being here."
Dave felt so blessed. He truly appreciated what the Lord had done for me through him. [I had been so lacking in money, from childhood forward, even without basic needs, until the Lord gave me Dave and my whole life changed.]
Our 27th anniversary is this coming Friday. I'm hoping to bless my husband in some significant way. Wish I had a billion dollars to give him... he's more than worth it.
10 comments:
Such a lovely experience to be able to spend time in London and Paris and visit Daves friend. All that and a wedding too. Happy Anniversary to you both on #27.
Thank you for sharing at Tell Me a Story.
What a lovely, lovely story!
What a sweet story, Joanne! I've been so blessed by my husband too, and I make it a point to let him know. We just celebrated 25 years and he's taken me to some amazing places, places I never dreamed I'd visit. He's my greatest blessing!
Happy Anniversary you two sweethearts. You could take Dave to Mahoney, climb the fire tower, and pretend it is the Eiffel. The view is spectacular! I'm sure Dave would rather have a day with you all to himself than a million dollars.
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Such a sweet story. I love all the pictures. My daughter married a precious young man who lives in Paris. She is there with him now. We were in Paris for just a little while years ago, but I imagine more trips are in our future.
Such a beautiful story, start to finish. Am remembering now, how I didn't go up the tower when we were in Paris. I was there when I was 21, with a friend from college, and we had absolutely no money. I think it cost something to go up? I don't recall. I don't think we knew what we were missing. I must go back.
Didn't cost much, Jennifer. If it had, we'd have been in trouble. What's funny is that on the way down they always make sure they drop you at the Gift Shop. Everyone had to take a different "elevator" from there to the ground. So, not buying a gift was harder than not going in the first place. Overall, though, it was very interesting. I learned a lot, which is always a good thing.
What a marvelous experience for you! I'm thankful to be blessed with a wonderful husband as well!
I'm so glad you shared more of this story after telling me a little about it last week. It's such a beautiful place for an anniversary trip!
Awww...love this. Have a another blessed year!
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