Love this place. Oh to Paris...veneration!

After a two hour flight from Little Rock to Chicago and an eight hour flight from Chicago to Paris we land  at 10 AM.  The city of love awaits us. Walking out of the airport, this overwhelming love for my husband will come over me. I will look in his eyes and he into mine. He will confess a love that is never ending.  We will kiss uncontrollably. We will walk holding hands. Everyone looking will say "oh they must be newly weds".  But it doesn't. I don't.We don't. He doesn't. None of that.  It just doesn't.

But there is something about this city. Some how all of those thing happened my last night in Paris.