I spent last evening perusing airline websites for tickets to France.
Yes, I did.
I didn’t buy one, but they were remarkably cheaper than I thought they would be, and I went to bed with happy, swirling thoughts of world-travel, Kelsey, and some specific dates in my head.
I took French classes a few years ago, and absolutely loved it. I’ve long had a desire to go visit France, love the French people, hone my French skills (which are pretty much null and void at this point), drive through the countryside, and perhaps do a few very classic touristy things.
Because of this love of France, I have been living vicariously through Kelsey ever since she left for France in September. I love that girl dearly, and have been so blessed, inspired, and encouraged by her love of Jesus and her heart for the dear people of France.
Look for me on your doorstep in February, Kelsey, with 7 suitcases, 9 hatboxes, a few burgeoning shopping bags, a poodle, and a to-go cup of tea.