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Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour

Translation - “Nothing is real but dreams and love.” - Anna de Noailles

There is a reason why Paris is still considered one of the most romantic cities.  When you go, you are transported back in time.  Strolling through the most amazing museums in the world, having a two hour lunch while sipping champagne, indulging in decadent desserts – the city itself becomes an aphrodisiac.  While it is a cliché to want to be kissed by your true love under the Eiffel Tower, there is a good reason why every girl has that fantasy.  The first time I went to Paris, I was only 14.  At that age I had not had my first real kiss yet, so the mystery and allure of romance was just beginning to blossom.  While staring up at this iconic structure, I closed my eyes and imagined what it would be like to have Gavin Rossdale grab me by the waist and dip be backwards for an amazing Hollywood kiss.  (Don’t act like you didn’t have the Tiger Beat poster up in your room too.) 

Fast forward 20 years later and I got my second chance at Paris.  While it wasn’t Gavin Rossdale by my side, it was my true love.  After 15 years with this same man and 10 years of marriage, he still knows how to get me weak in the knees.  We strolled through a shady part of a park with the Eiffel Tower behind us, chatting about who knows what, when Logan stopped me in my tracks.  He grabbed me by the waist and passionately kissed me.  He didn’t want to waste an opportunity to make that little girl’s fantasy into a reality.  And you know what?  It was even better than what my 14-year-old self could have ever imagined.  Because this kiss wasn’t from a guy who I thought was cute on a poster.  This was a kiss from a guy who is my best friend, #1 champion, travel buddy, amazing father to our daughter and happens to also be really really cute. 

 This is also the same guy who days earlier drove all over southern France so that I could cross another item off my bucket list.   We made multiple stops and took hundreds of pictures of me 'laying in a field of lavender.'  Not exactly most guy's first choice on how to spend a day in France, but he didn’t complain once because he knew how happy it was making me.  We finally found the unicorn field that had the richest color of purple and truly was the rolling hills of lavender that I thought only existed in pictures.  Logan has a way of making all my dreams come true, and this was one more example of that.  Every time I look at these photos, I don’t see me standing in the field – I see the man behind the lens. 




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