The first solo vacation..oh beautiful for spacious skies…

14 July 2020

Happy Bastille day Rod. This was a 4 day weekend here in France and I decided to get out and see a part of France we never saw when we were here. Of course I’ve traveled alone for business many times, but this one was the first time I have been “on vacation” alone. As I prepared for the trip (3 days and 2 nights) all of those thoughts about the things you used to do, I tried to do. I set myself a “pull time”, packed a food and beverage cooler/ bag, cleaned the kitchen before I left (because like you, I didn’t want to come home to a dirty kitchen!) , made sure I had some cash money on me, had a paper map of France just in case GPS didn’t work, had a paper copy of reservations..all stuff you would have done. The only thing I didn’t do was wash the car, full up the car, check the oil and tires..because I just washed it last weekend, filled up the tank, and the car only has 1700km on it, so I know the oil is ok, and the tire pressure light didn’t come I took a chance (not you I know!)

As it turned out, I had safe and sound travels, and I saw some beautiful things Rod, God’s handiwork is so beautiful! I saw the lavender fields of Provence in full bloom, the sunflower fields in full bloom, some beautiful mountains and interesting architecture.

I am blessed and grateful Rod. Blessed and grateful to have you as my mate for over 35 years. Of course I still miss you one to tell “I made it safely”, no one to have a dinner with at a nice restaurant, no one to hug and kiss good night, no one to help me make decisions, no one to confide in..and the list goes on. I’m not looking for a substitute Rod! You will always be the love if my life..always! And with me you will always travel..right behind my eyes.

The simple life in Provence
A peaceful lake outside of Valensole, France
The Lavender fields in Valensole, France

Thank You Father God for safe travels, thank you for Your beauty here in this earth. Thank You for being able to see it and see Your hand in my life, healing my broken heart, one day at a time, one experience at a time. I ask that you heal the hearts of all the widows and widowers in this world. You know their pain and only You can heal their broken hearts.

Thé pinacles at Les Mées, France
Thé pinacles and the morning sun at Les Mées, France
The cliff aide town of Serres France, starting to wake up on Bastille day.
Thé majesty of the mountains at Clelles, France
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain…this is France, not the USA.