I leave tomorrow morning early. I'm feeling quite emotional and that's caught me by surprise. I'm very grateful to my family, who've sacrificed a lot for me to be here. It's been the gift of a lifetime.
I end as I began, when I first dreamed of this trip a year ago----with sketches of a Paris fountain, perhaps the mother of all Paris fountains, the twin fountains at the Place de la Concorde, the navel of Paris, the scene of the beheading of Louis XVI, but ever after a place of peace, harmony, beauty.
Now, I'm going to finish packing and stroll through this last, glorious, sunny day with my husband. I'll be thinking of the dear new friends I've met this month, Florizelle, Linda Matthieu, Tara Bradford and her husband David Holmes, and my old friends A, F, E, P and M, who were here with me, at one point or another, this October in Paris.
Thank you for your company throughout the month. Haven't we had a grand time?