Tuesday, December 08, 2009

For memory's sake...

My cousin stumbled upon this note I left her in January of 2007, the night I met the french man. She send it with giggles via email today. Coincidentally, I also heard from the french man today with an update on his life and his new love. It's been almost two years since we met, and in so many ways our relationship was the last time I had that feeling of knowing, of certainty. It didn't last - but I remember it so fondly, and it will forever be one of the great romances of my life. And it all started with big blue eyes catching mine and a night that began with this note slipped under a hotel door in the wee hours of the morning.

(written in lip liner on stationary from the U.S. Grant Hotel, unfortunately can't get the attachment to load...)

"Your crazy cousin went to gallavant about w/ a dashing young frenchman. Back at 8:30.


Blogger Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

You gallavanter you!

Fun stuff. You'll always have Paris Guy.

1/11/2010 9:15 PM  
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