I think I have finally, at long last after low these many years on earth, resonated deeply in my soul of souls with the somewhat trite cliche that there really is no place like home, especially for the you-know-whats. I have carried around soooo much heavy, heavy baggage relating to the holidays, starting with Thanksgiving and moving right on into Christmas, that it’s a wonder I can even walk erect!? Family dysfunction compounded upon more family dysfunction, which then extends to the extended family. Year after year after decade, and so on. Oi Vey! What’s a girl to do?
My sweet husband gave me the most precious of gifts this year by sending me off to Provence with nothing but a smile and a whole lot of love. With this unexpected freedom to do what I wanted, when I wanted, with no pressure or guilt allowed, I had actually planned to stay in Europe until the New Year. I wanted to find a new way to celebrate the global phenomenom known as Christmas in my own way, on my own terms with no preconceived expectations and/or demands. Just me in a place on earth that I truly love.
I experienced the most wonderful, inspiring and soul-enriching adventure I could have ever hoped for. I followed in the footsteps of Van Gogh, from San Remy to Arles to Avignon, as well as points in between, and in the process found a new excitement and energy for my creative being. I could not have asked for anything more. I ate the most extraordiary food, cooked foie gras with a French chef, toured museums, wandered centuries old streets, stayed in a charming 16th century B&B and met some of the most delightful people in the world. Pretty spectacular.
I woke up one morning as Christmas day approached and realized that what I wanted most for Christmas was to be with my loved ones, H, Herbie and Roxie. So in a somewhat manic push to travel from Avignon to Paris to Washington DC to Phoenix, I made it home in time to snuggle with my loved ones in front of this magnificent fire. I pray that all of you found the best and most loving way to pass this holiday with gratitude and no regrets.
Sending amour et lumiere…
Dec. 29, 2014
Judy Richter 