I will always be reminded of the moment in Paris. My flight long and my tickets for the tram difficult to secure.

I chanced to aboard with an African American couple from Chicago. Riding the train we were all excited but tense about our stop and connections to final destination.

Mine was three trains away and a van ride with a lovely man who never was a stranger.

As I constantly looked at my map and rose to see the stops on the ceiling of the train. Others around could feel my uncertainty.

I was slowly realizing that the stop I needed was not of this trip.

Which meant s stop at one of Paris’s largest train terminals with tons of levels and time schedules.

As I arrived at my stop I looked again and departed with all my gear in toe, carry on luggage in bright pink, coat, scarf, grey backpack hat and maps.

A young man whom I had not noticed departed with me, motioned to help direct me via my map and very little words.

I agreed to follow him as he merely guided me up to the correct hallway to follow towards the destination of my pointing on my map.

As I was so grateful and expressed it poorly  in French, he merely touched his breast where our hearts are and nodded his head in pure Grace.

I’ll take that picture with me in my heart and head always as a sign of what I have come to believe exist in this dirty crazy lonely lovely life.

What you seek,  seeks you!!!

And try in my humble awkward way to extend it to others along the way.

“This evening I have learned, my dear that in this beautiful world of ours, all things are possible.” General Lorens Lowenhielm in Babette’s Feast