Skyping with friends yesterday, we were talking about our upcoming trips to France. They will be coming to stay with me at the Chatette in August for a bit before I return to the states. I'm so pleased. But then, we both bemoaned the fact that those two months are just not enough for me and their six weeks are not enough for them. Are we spoiled? We want more!
Our conversation carried me back to all of my trips to Europe and especially to France. When you're working like a dog, you squeeze out just enough time to be able to enjoy yourself...a week here, ten days there.
My trip in 1996 was three weeks long. Upon my return to the states, I remember thinking: You really need a week to decompress from work and all its stress; a week to settle in to vacation; and, that last week to forget that any of it exists and truly relax. That became my three week mantra when I was working for others and my life was not my own.
In 1998, my life became more my own. For the first time, I had two months in France. Five weeks in Tour de Faure at Wendy's place and three weeks in an apartment in Paris on the Rue des Petis Champs. The time I spent at Wendy's was truly a gift...a gift that changed my life.
I began to think about the difference between gifts and rewards. I tend to use "gift" on a regular basis. Since I purchased the Chatette in 2002, there have been many gifts that I acknowlege freely and embraced. A gift is given. It is put on your path. You have the choice to accept it or refuse it. Fortunately for me, I have accepted those many gifts.
Ah, but the reward. The reward is what you do with that gift. You take what has been given and make it your own. To reap the rewards, you must do...you must sow those seeds!
There was a time when a month in the Lot felt like forever. After living in Cadrieu all those years, a month is now gone in a blink of an eye. Once you've embraced life and living in another place, there are many ahas. Time is diferent. Experiences are different. Things that felt like a big deal when you were "dropping in" are now just a part of your everyday life. Dare I say, everyday routine?
I was making a return trip to the states and was on the RER B heading to Charles de Gaulle. The Paris Banlieu were zooming by my window and I thought:
This is what I do now. This is just a part of my life. And...I know I am coming back.
The reward is in the finding the way.
We find a way to do more.
We find a way to make it happen.
We find a way to reward ourselves with the gift of...
...MORE time in places we love.