Tag: france travel


  • Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial in Colleville-sur-Mer, France (2019)— a place that doesn’t need many words because the air already carries its own. This statue caught me immediately. Not just the shape or the scale, but the way it rises into the light like a breath held between grief and honor. Standing here felt heavy…

  • Somewhere on the side of the road in France — where my ex-husband and ex-father-in-law were busy daring each other to touch an electric fence (because apparently adulthood is optional), and I was over here making friends with a very handsome horse. He walked right up like, “Finally, someone with sense.” Honestly, same.

  • Palace of Versailles (2019) — where the halls were shoulder-to-shoulder, everyone had a selfie stick, and my patience was hanging by a thread dipped in gold leaf. So I did the only sane thing: I looked up. And somehow captured the one moment, in the entire palace, where another human being wasn’t in the frame.…