If you know nothing else about me, know this: I should quit driving altogether. I am so bad with directions here that Laetitia had to lead me to the salon this morning in order to get the boys' haircut. If you remember correctly, I could not find my way to Cassis last week, and the boys and I ended up in Marseille. A fun day, but in the wrong place.
Wall-E hit theaters in France today, and the boys and I were the FIRST ones in the theater for the FIRST showing in Aix. Cute movie! I definitely recommend it for a wholesome, family fun event. Or, if you feel the urge for something clever and just flat out cute, Wall-E is a number one pick. I sincerely enjoyed it, as did the boys.
Onto this afternoon. I went with Laetitia and all the kids to Marseille for a swim in the sea. I think Marseille is going to be my hotspot for random adventures. The first time I was in the port city was my first day here, for the wedding reception. Do you remember me telling you about that? The second time was last week, the random visit with the boys. Today, Laetitia decided to spend the evening with her aunt and her mother, swimming in the private club pool and enjoying the mossy cliffs from which the boys spent hours climbing up and jumping off, climbing up and jumping off, and climbing up again. It was a marvelous evening.
You can certainly believe me when I tell you that I went for a run in Marseille. Yes, I ran all the way to the top of the Notre Dame de La Garde, the internationaly famous monument secure and everlasting atop the grand hills of the Mediterranean port. After climbing the mountain, I mounted all 258 steps, rested for a while as I reveled in the suns illumination of the busy city far below me, and began a slow descent, so as not to miss one single viewpoint.
I ran from there to the WWI French Memorial, a giant greystone arch that acts as a sort of gateway to France from the sea as it sits on a protruding slab of rock that catches the crashing waves, keeping them from attacking the city. A site to see, the silence surrounding the 100m tall monument is almost unnerving. It requires reverence and tranquility. It is certainly another must-see.
The evening ended with pizza for the kids and a brilliant chat with Laetitia on the 30-minute ride home. I am more and more becoming attached to this family, and am more aware every day of why I am here. I love being able to see His hands at work, to see His fingerprints on the backs of these children as though they have been branded as His child. I am continuing the journey, smiling every step of the way as I walk close enough behind Him to still hear Him speaking to me.
Wall-E hit theaters in France today, and the boys and I were the FIRST ones in the theater for the FIRST showing in Aix. Cute movie! I definitely recommend it for a wholesome, family fun event. Or, if you feel the urge for something clever and just flat out cute, Wall-E is a number one pick. I sincerely enjoyed it, as did the boys.
Onto this afternoon. I went with Laetitia and all the kids to Marseille for a swim in the sea. I think Marseille is going to be my hotspot for random adventures. The first time I was in the port city was my first day here, for the wedding reception. Do you remember me telling you about that? The second time was last week, the random visit with the boys. Today, Laetitia decided to spend the evening with her aunt and her mother, swimming in the private club pool and enjoying the mossy cliffs from which the boys spent hours climbing up and jumping off, climbing up and jumping off, and climbing up again. It was a marvelous evening.
You can certainly believe me when I tell you that I went for a run in Marseille. Yes, I ran all the way to the top of the Notre Dame de La Garde, the internationaly famous monument secure and everlasting atop the grand hills of the Mediterranean port. After climbing the mountain, I mounted all 258 steps, rested for a while as I reveled in the suns illumination of the busy city far below me, and began a slow descent, so as not to miss one single viewpoint.
I ran from there to the WWI French Memorial, a giant greystone arch that acts as a sort of gateway to France from the sea as it sits on a protruding slab of rock that catches the crashing waves, keeping them from attacking the city. A site to see, the silence surrounding the 100m tall monument is almost unnerving. It requires reverence and tranquility. It is certainly another must-see.
The evening ended with pizza for the kids and a brilliant chat with Laetitia on the 30-minute ride home. I am more and more becoming attached to this family, and am more aware every day of why I am here. I love being able to see His hands at work, to see His fingerprints on the backs of these children as though they have been branded as His child. I am continuing the journey, smiling every step of the way as I walk close enough behind Him to still hear Him speaking to me.
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My prayer is that you continue to walk "in" His hand and He will be your lamp to guide you and watch over you. You are an amazing young woman! I Love You, Mom
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