Yes, and there is nothing you can do about not crossing it. Just hope it will be fast and painless.
This is the bridge over the Cher at Montrichard. We had lunch in a restaurant over there yesterday.
Was it a new restaurant? Or one uyou already know?
It was at La Villa -- our third meal there this year. Walt and I both had moules marinière et frites (faites maison). It was very good. We were even able to sit outside, under an awning. Rain threatened but it didn't actually fall while we were there. It had rained hard in Saint-Aignan between 11 and 12.
We too, in Paris, had a lot of rain late at night. It looks better this morning.
Life is full of bridges... it is when someone close crosses an important one ahead of you....and then the bridge vanishes and you cannot follow...that is when you feel something missing!
What a nice image, Ken. The longer we live, the more we wonder what's on the other side of the bridge and if we'll see our loved ones there. We can't help but wonder and miss our loved ones who have crossed over the bridge. Maybe July will bring some sunshine your way. We need some of your rain here in Alabama.
Lordy ! I have crossed so many bridges in my life so far ! Some I would rather not ever cross again. There is of course, that one last one to cross but hopefully it won't be too soon and someone I miss so much will be on the other side waiting.
it is a huge bridge
My condolences for the loss of your friend. I just lost a friend of twenty two years. Two years ago at the age of eighty three, she parachuted out of a plane. She was so smart, and so full of life, and so sweet. She thought I was so great and I have no idea why, but I loved her for it. Yogi Berra said "When you come to a fork in the road, take it." That always makes me laugh. I guess the advice goes for a bridge also. :)
Powerful analogy Ken. Hauntingly, I had the impression that my mother was crossing a bridge as I stood beside her hospital bed and she gasped her last, on a cold August morning 23 years ago. There was no reason for me to have that thought. I am not religious and neither was she. Interesting. Tony Hull, Adelaide.
Thinking of you Ken.
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