"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us..." (A Tale of Two Cities).
Oh Mr. Dickens, my wordy friend... why does this quote keep jumping to mind as I prepare for our next adventure. The dream of living in France for the summer is quickly approaching reality and I can barely keep up.
"What an incredible adventure!" everyone says.
"You are so lucky" everyone says.
I really do see the light at the end of the tunnel. I know once this week passes, my notebook will be filled with unreadable words and beautiful dark lines through each item. Oh the joy of a completed to-do list. I just have to get there. Then the real fun will begin... Europe, a toddler and a mild-mannered mother who knows just enough French to say, "J'ai une pomme"