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31 Days of Five-Minute Free Writes: Day 6 - Possible

Is it possible that this could be my home in Paris? I have written before about my desire to live in Paris. I am building a library of books about the City of Lights to look at and imagine myself as a part of this wonderful place.

Is it possible that this could be my home church - Notre Dame? Who wouldn't feel closer to God in a place like this?

Is it possible that this could be my view while writing my blog? Think of the wonderful words I could come up with while sitting on a bench in Luxembourg Gardens.

While St. Genevieve watches over me.

Is it possible that I could buy some macaroons at this wonderful bakery?

Because I'll need a snack after climbing these steps to Sacre Couer.

Is it possible that if I lived in Paris, I could see every piece of art in the Louvre?

And the possibilities are endless of the treasures I could find on the shelves of this wonderful bookstore.



Is it possible that after dinner, I could stroll down to the Eiffel Tower and gaze up at its beauty?


Oh how I hope it's possible, that these angels will look down on me one day as a stroll past them in my new home. This dream of living in Paris is what gets me through the days that recently have been filled with stress over whether I will avoid being laid off, whether I will be able to afford the mortgage on my Oklahoma home much less the rent on an apartment in Paris. This place feels like home to me and I can't wait to go back there, even if it's just for one week but hopefully it will be for a lifetime. I know in my heart that it's possible.




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