17 Apr Life is Short! Go to Paris!
In the aftermath of the bombings in Boston, I want to share a post I wrote a long time ago. I think it is worth repeating…
Have you ever caught yourself saying, “Someday I’ll make it to Paris.” or whatever city that you’ve dreamed of visiting? I asked my best friend who was battling Breast Cancer to go to Paris with me, but she kept waiting until her next break in chemotherapy. Then it was put off until radiation was over, then it was until her hair grew back, then it was back to work for her when she was in “remission” and we never went to Paris together. She lived with my husband, two sons and me when the cancer came back until the day she died. Three years of a brave and hard-fought battle was over. We often spoke about our future trip to Paris even though I knew it would never happen. It made me truly sad that she was never really living for the moment but for a future that would never be. I learned a valuable lesson (and many others) from her not seizing the opportunity.
A couple of weeks after her death my husband took us all to Hawaii – a lifelong dream of mine. He only gave me 48 hours to plan the whole trip, but I didn’t flinch – and I’ve been traveling ever since. He once gave me 24 hours to get on a plane to Greece, and many times I’ve been on the plane longer than I’ve spent on the ground in a city, but I cherish each and every minute! In these eleven years since her passing I’ve been to places that never crossed my mind to visit; some great cities that I fell in love with and some that disappointed me. I have never looked back and thought it wasn’t worth the hassle.
Luckily my husband has always supported my obsession with Paris and the need to visit each year with girlfriends. I know my guardian angel friend is there each year in spirit guiding me and keeping me safe on my travels. I light a candle for her each trip at Notre Dame to honor her memory.
My parting advice – Don’t wait! Life is Short, Go to Paris!