Magic, Like Pistachio Ice Cream

Last evening, we drove into Dallas for dinner,

to a favorite bistro.

Link-Sallio Bistro!

Traffic was crazy, we talked about our day

and

how hungry we were.

Dinner was perfect, I had a salad….but my favorite was the

pistachio  ice cream.

 It was just like the pistachio ice cream that we get in Paris.

I was transported for a second.

To that Paris that I love so well.

Last year while in France,

I was to meet Larry for lunch  after shopping.

I saw him walking along the river before he saw me.

Then, when we saw each other.

Magic.

Magic, like pistachio ice cream.

{I had pistachio ice cream that day after lunch}

What is the magic in your life?

What sweet memory holds a special place in your heart

and  helps you get through difficult moments?

I have Paris, pistachio ice cream

and

My Larry waving to me, as we meet in our favorite city.

Love you.

Me.

These Two

I LOVE this photo.

It was taken at Jami’s  birthday celebration this year.

I have always envied  father~daughter relationships.

The lucky girl  knows that the first man she has ever loved,

will

make sure that she is safe and protected for as long as he is alive.

My Larry is that kind of dad.

And this daughter, Jamison had one heck of a bad year….

but when I see this picture….

I know that everything is going to be ok.

Those smiles tell the story.

Love you beyond speed racing.

Me.