My last night in Paris I had a stroll around place concord and the Jardin tulleries.It was bitterly cold and equally as beautiful .I could not feel my fingers and my face or my feet for that matter but what I could feel in my heart warmed me in a way only God can. Peace. A place with my God alone but not lonely. Amazed that he knows exactly how many times my heart will beat until the day he calls me home.Content. Happy to be going home to my busy life. Home to my Jeff.
The statues against the dark sky took my breathe away.
I had this all encompassing moment of awe for what God has made for us to enjoy.
The enchanting details ..........................
Each one more intricate than the next.
Things so spectacular from any angle they look fabu.
I bid Paris Adieu for the ninth time.
The cafes were done for the night and so was I. This is how my trip ended.Tomorrow I will show you how it began.
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