What happened in Beirut and Paris is horrifying, and then,
how the USA politicians ran with it even before
bodies had been counted was disgusting.
These words by Warsan Shire moved me, and
I hope she is fine with me putting them into my sketchbook then sharing them.
It hurts everywhere.
I am happy that France has a brain and realizes that the terrorists were not refugees.
I don’t consider this politics. I consider this humanities.
I spent a Christmas Eve and Day with my then best girlfriend
on the Île-de-France snuggled into a B&B during a snowy two days,
with our foods for our feasts on a windowsill (our fridge)
and non-stop reading for two days, walks, and eating.
It was delightful.
I came close to staying there permanently, I loved the French so much.
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Beautiful painting and words.
Peace and love xx
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And to you. Enjoyed visiting you this PPF!
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thought provoking art. happy PPF
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a lovely illustration. It really is so heartbreaking. Thanks for sharing your sweet remembrance of France. I know I often thought I would live there too-how could you not fall in love with Paris and that country?
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I had no connection to France when I went. In fact, it was not the country I wanted to visit, as I’d never liked French foods, which I thought were all about white cream sauces (I base my travel plans on good foods places.) When I got off the train at Gare de Lyon I looked at my girlfriend and said, “I’m not going home.” I went for two weeks and stayed for three months. In the end I came back because I was a nanny for three weeks and said, “I miss my career” which I could not do until I spoke fluent French. I’s say I am sorry I came back except I would not have met my husband, and he is worth the world to me.
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