Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Sigh... My Heart Belongs To Paris.

What seems like a million years ago, my daughters and I were wandering the streets of Paris. I had remembered reading about a well-known bookstore, called Shakespeare & Company when I was perusing the guidebooks back in the states. After we settled in our apartment on our first day, we went out for a walk in the evening to look for this bookstore. Imagine our surprise to find it just a couple minute's walk away. To make our visit even more memorable, they were celebrating an anniversary and had free wine and a lovely French woman singing beautiful songs (in French, of course).

If you knew me, you'd know I can no more pass a shelf full of books without stopping to browse than, say, my daughter walking past a shoe store, heh heh... So, here I am, browsing books on a lovely summer evening almost three months ago. A little slice of heaven on earth. We ended up visiting more than once as we came to know our sweet Parisian neighborhood.

I can hardly believe that I was ever afraid to go to Paris. It all seems silly now, but I was. Maybe afraid isn't the right word. Intimidated might be better. I'm grateful that we were able to safely and successfully navigate the streets of a large city where we don't speak the language. It's given me a lot more confidence to be willing to step out of my comfort zone and push myself to try new and unfamiliar things.

So, what are you afraid of doing that you just keep putting off? The biggest thing is to just get going. Don't be held captive by fear. Take baby steps, get moving and see where the Lord leads you! You may find yourself blessed beyond your wildest dreams!

5 comments:

Leah Marie said...

Wow, this really makes me miss Paris!
Let’s go back. Asap.

pilgrimscottage said...

Would love to visit Paris myself. I hate flying. Glad you really had a nice time there. Your niece must have been quite special. We never stop missing those we truly loved.

Leslie said...

You look adorable (and about sixteen) in this photo :)

And that trip (and that bookstore) does sound heavenly...

p.s. thanks for your always encouraging words over at my blog...

Farmgirl Paints said...

oh goodness i'm afraid to even drive into the new city i live in. need to just jump in. thanks for making me think about that:)

Natasha in Oz said...

I wish I could go back to Paris! One day...

I always try to do things straight away without procrastinating. If I make mistakes (which I do frequently) then so be it! I am always glad I try things and learn from them.

Best wishes,
Natasha.