Not trying to find an excuse, but I know I’m going to have many days where I’m going to think this is completely ridiculous. I’m not a writer, I don’t have that much to say and IS ANYBODY READING THIS ANYWAY?? Today is one of those days.
This day last year I was holding on to every ounce of hope that my father’s life could be spared for just a little while longer. It’s human, I guess, to be in denial about death until it hits you right in the heart. And even when it’s staring right at you, you want to believe that life will prevail because no matter how bad things are, life is a beautiful thing. Death forces us to think of our own mortality. In my case, I just could not imagine life without the best friend I’d ever known. Tomorrow marks the first anniversary of his demise and I am blown away that a year goes by so quickly. It sometimes seems like it just happened yesterday. I miss him everyday.
He would be very proud that I’ve taken on this challenge. He knew how much I love everything French and encouraged me to fulfill my dream of living there some day. He was my inspiration for sure and I know he continues to cheer me on. I will continue to dream because as he would say…”Life is short and you must live on!”
The title of today’s blog, Bonjour Tristesse, is a book written by a young French girl in 1954 named Francoise Sagan, when she was only 18 years old. It ranked #41 in Paris newspaper, Le Monde’s 100 Books of the Century (1999). It is a coming of age story, illustrating the unique relationship between a father and daughter. It was made into a movie in 1958, starring Geoffrey Horne, Deborah Kerr, Jean Seberg (love her pixie cut!), and David Niven. A must see. Get it on Netflix.
Not going to blog tomorrow – but check back with me on Sunday.
Bonne nuit tout le monde!