I’m going to be perfectly honest right now.
I never know whats going on in the world. And when I say never… I mean never. We could be in 5 different wars right now, and I would have no idea. I’m clueless and naive and at this point in my life, I’m okay with it.
But even I have heard of the heartbreak in Paris.
My heart aches watching the news, hearing the stories, and imagining the devastation going on in Paris right now. I have no words.
I couldn’t write this blog post without at least mentioning Paris because this Sunday, my boyfriend and I found a little treasure in Atlanta.
A lock bridge.
It’s nothing compared to the lock bridge in Paris, where you can’t even find a spot to put your lock, but it was such a lovely surprise.
There was every type of lock. Some shaped as hearts, some with initials on them, some circular, some that needed a key to be unlocked.
It was a beautiful mess that can’t be described any other way.
Now imagine all the people that left a lock there. I’m guessing they didn’t just have a lock in their back pocket to put on there when they passed it for the first time. Each and every one of these locks has an owner that went home, grabbed a lock, and put it on this bridge for whatever reason. Each person has a different story and a different life ahead of them.
I like thinking about that kind of thing. I like people watching. I like listening to people tell their life story in a total of 10 minutes, only telling what they consider the highlights. No one sees the world the same way, and no one lives their life the same as someone else.
It’s so wonderful.
life is so wonderful.
So I hope you find your own little mysterious lock bridge. or at least something nice that makes you smile. daydream about locks and keys and love and beauty. dream.