We have not been apart more than a couple weeks in the last 35 years. Even in the first year of my PhD, when I had the apartment down in Denver to take classes at the medical school at 8:00am everyday, we still would meet on the weekends. I feel like part of me is missing. Our lives revolve around each other. I wont feel complete until we are together again. If it wasn't for instant messaging and video conferencing via the internet, I don't think I would make it.
She has been holding down the fort (no pun intended) while I go off to be educated. She is supporting me in the real sense, she has a real job and pays the bills. She has not taken a real vacation in the four years I have been in school.


We have rented a small cottage on the hills across the river from the center of the city. There are fewer sites to see, so it will only be a mild breeze for the three days there. We are behind a large park and gardens that overlook the city.
We will fly to Paris to spend our 33rd wedding anniversary in a city we love to visit. We will stay in a hotel that we stayed in 25 years ago. It is a 1600's building that is directly across the river from Notre Dame. There are no elevators and the stairwell is barely over five feet tall. The whole place has character and either you love it or you hate it. We will be able to stroll the streets of Paris at leisure, with no place particular to go. We have our favorite places and museums to visit as well as walks around the city or along the river. We will also try to see the catacombs and a couple landmarks we never seem to have time to visit. Robyn will return to Colorado from there and I will head back to Lyon to finish up my research and pack my bags. I return to Colorado two weeks later.
It is now after midnight here in Lyon, only 99 more days.
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