Sometimes "wandering" is a more pleasant term than "lost." But getting lost isn't altogether a bad thing, either. Moments for tired legs, and magnificence-over-saturation, yes. But also for pretty street signs, and hand-holding on cobblestones.
I am a believer in Christ, wife, mother, and sometimes traveler. I like pretty things, new places, and good smells.
This blog is a good-times journal (for my three little birds) about life in the nest.