B R E A D C R U M B S
There's a french postcard I have on my refrigerator that says, "je ne cherche pas, je trouve." I don't seek, I find. Then again, some things find us. I wasn't looking, but six months ago today, an amazingly wonderful, sweet, sexy, funny, thoughtful, and patient, patient man stumbled into my heart. With tulips. Upon realizing where my heart is now, this may be one of the most perfect, certainly one of my favorite, breadcrumbs... that it would be in autumn, in the 'fall', that I would finally embrace que je suis tombée amoureuse. He's got me.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins