J'ai beaucoup de chance

I have just come back home from beautiful Paris, from some work related meetings.  I did have a day there just for me. I loved walking around.The more I know Paris, the more I love it.

The highlight was meeting a new friend that I met through my blog. She is French, she doesn't live in Paris and she just happened to be here, also for work.  (btw: she is planning to start writing her own blog, in French. As soon as she starts, I will share with you link to her blog).

It was just lovely meeting her.

And if it wasn't for the train strike, I would  meet another friend, my dear Kaymet. 

I felt so connected with the world... just because I didn't decide to be locked alone into the lonely world of childlessness. Instead I decided that to start writing my own blog and reach out to people.

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*J'ai beaucoup de chance  = I am lucky  : )

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I was learning French for four years in high school. I understand a lot, but I can not speak. It is on my wish list to learn it more. So I was very proud when I ordered in Paris: "Je voudrais une quiche végétarienne, s'il vous plaît." and they understood me. This is the delicious pie that I got:

Eating healthy

My husband and I don't earn a lot of money. But we have something that many of the richest people on earth don't have: plenty of fresh organic food which is completely free.

I took this photo on Saturday:
- lettuce: from my garden
- bluberries and chanterelles:  picked by me in a beautiful forest
- zucchinis: from my granny's garden (mine are only starting to grow now)
- terragon: from my garden
- cherries: picked by mom on a neighours' tree
- raspberries: picked by mom on her garden
- eggs: from my uncle's hens

I feel very rich  :)

Finding joy beyond childlessness

I have just read Pamela's post about the book "Finding joy beyond childlessness": 
https://blog.silentsorority.com/finding-joy-beyond-childlessness/

I haven't read it yet, I am looking forward to reading it in winter.

I loved the quote from this book:
“I use the term childless here. To be honest I hate it and it’s not a label I claim. It seems bizarre to define ourselves by something we don’t have, but to date I haven’t found anything better and it’s what many people search for online, so I use it with reluctance. Some say that in time you get to a place where you call yourself childfree. I don’t. To me childfree describes those who made a conscious choice not to have children. Childless describes those of us who wanted to be a mother and when it didn’t happen, struggled to come to terms with our life. You thought that motherhood was your path, and now that it’s not going to happen you don’t know who you are in the world.”

I loved Pamela's 6-word memoir: "Shattered Life Creates Unexpectedly Beautiful Mosaic". 

Here is my 18-word memoir:

"This is not the life that I planned, but no other life would I like to have more."