Hello, Old Friend

It has been a long time since I last posted anything, or even written on my blog, paper or journal. Life threw me a curve ball. Or should I say, life threw me a baby. Thank goodness I am not the one pregnant but my 19 yr old son is going to be a father.

Wow!

It seems strange to see that in print. I feel like from that moment, my life has been slipping and sliding in places I have never wanted to go. I guess I have been on a self pity path for a couple of months and anything that went wrong in my life, only added to the bumpiness of the ride.

I have not been the easiest person to live with either. My mood swings have been "frankenstein-ish" and I am surprised nobody has kicked me out of the house or moved my bed in the garage. It just seems that when you have dug yourself so deep into a pit, it is so bloody hard to claw your way out.

I want out now.

I want to be the joyful person I know that is the real me.

I want that french little girl inside of me to show up again and stay. I want to be tres jolie! I want to sparkle, laugh, think french and dream of living in Paris again.

Just to dream those lovely things again...beautiful french fabrics, rosy creams & lotions, cafe au lait with a beignet for petit dejeuner....ooh la la...romantic scarves, shoes, blouses...tres chic!

I think the little french girl has pushed her pert little nose out, brown curls are bouncing in the cool September air and I am feeling Delicieux!!!