Thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your words of encouragement and kindness. I appreciate you more than you know. It's good to be in the company of friends.
Well, let's get back to the good stuff, shall we? And this is good stuff…this is London.
A little over a week ago, I was here. Crazy, I know.
This is how it happened: Traveling husband that only sees his wife when she's asleep decides that if they are ever really going to talk to each other he needs to take her along. I kid. I kid. Ok, sort of. Having Jeff gone so much lately hasn't been easy. It stinks. A lot. But I guess if he packs me in his suitcase every now and again, I can't complain.
Especially if it's here. Truly one of my favorite places. For so many reasons. It awakens something inside of me. It awakens a feeling of creativity, learning, adventure, ancestry, and maybe a little missionary too.
I loved it all. The iconic sights. The tube. The trees blossoming on Notting Hill. The eye candy at Liberty of London. The castle in the countryside. The European style. Oh how I love that style. And the sounds on Portobello Road? Amazing.
All of it made me feel alive. And counting the days until I can feel that rush again. I think I'm addicted. 🙂
