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31 Days of Five-Minute Writes: Day 23 - Joy for Five Minute Friday

This is joy to me. I'm standing on the top of the Arc de Triomphe with the Eiffel Tower in the background. I know I keep writing about Paris on this blog but it is my second favorite place on the planet, after my hometown. Both my sister and I feel a pull to this city. Neither one of us speaks much French but the City of Lights feels like home to us. We can't wait to go back and wander its streets, eat macarons, and take in the beauty that is Paris.

I search for joy at home. I like my little bungalow but there it is hard to look past the incomplete projects and those that need to be started. I doubt I'd have grass to worry about in Paris, which would suit me just fine. I feel safe in my home, which is very important. For now I am not worrying about paying my mortgage, which is definitely important when you have a job that is impacted by the oil industry. It just doesn't bring me joy, not like a hotel room in the Latin Quarter that is convenientely located across the street from a crepe stand.

I wrote yesterday of finding value in life and people, not things. There is where joy should be also. If you look for joy in things or plans, you will probably be disappointed. But joy in moments spent with friends, joy in a beautifully crafted sermon delivered by a pastor dressed like Marty McFly in honor of Back to the Future day, that's where you can count on joy to come through for you.

But, it doesn't hurt to find it on top of the Arc de Triomphe either.

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  1. UnknownOctober 23, 2015 at 6:14 PM

    I find so many experiences of joy in Paris - not just because there are often creperie within walking distance. But because it is so human and invites me to be human too. In Paris, I simply relax and enjoy with everyone else. I'm glad you find joy there.

    Visiting from Five Minute Friday,

    Drusilla Barron
    http://lovedasif.com

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    1. AndreaOctober 23, 2015 at 7:58 PM

      I am so glad to hear from someone else who finds Paris relaxing - thank you for visiting!

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