I recall having had conversations with folks before coming here in which I believed that I could love a city without knowing a soul in it. I thought that it didn't exactly matter to me who was in this new city, as long as I get a chance to meet the people already there.
This has been proven true and false. I hate how far away you loved ones are: my family and my sweet friends that I count as family. I wish you posted daily everything you have done accompanied by pictures, I miss you that much. I have come to realize that life really is about the people in your life; it's about love with people who love you back in addition to giving love to those people you don't know.
Paris has proven that I do find a city vibe and meld into it; I love perusing different cultures and I am thankful I get to have a whole year, and that it is only a year, to experience such a historically rich wolrdview that this place has to offer.
But I can't wait to come home. I just want the connection with you people back; we do our best to maintain relationships on the phone, skype and email, and a precious few visits. So this post is to let you know just how much I absolutely adore you. You may think that I am posting this to a lot of people, and therefore do not mean you, or that I don't mean it as much. Well, that's dumb.
I love you. I miss you. And if you are in anyway confused as to whether or not you are on the list of people that I care about, or if you just need some validation and encouragement, hit me up. Because you have been there for me while I am here. It's kind of like a place-holder or a bookmark, and I appreciate you for keeping my place warm.
Lovelovelovelovelovelove you.
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