Despite our problems, we realise how lucky we are.
Freedom is so powerful.
And even though my hubby often feels his freedom is restricted by his mind, he knows our life is good.
For a few minutes we stood together imagining the horror in Paris.
In a weird way it felt nice to be ‘together’ in similar thought.
Joined, as one again.
Like it used to be.
Thoughts to all in Paris and all the kind human beings in the World.