This past Saturday was Labor Day in France and tradition has it that May 1st is the day to offer un brin de muguet, or a little bunch of lilies of the valley to your special someone.Several years ago, I remember my mother delicately offering some dating advice. I think she was trying to communicate how you know if it's right, if he's really "the one." She didn't get very far though before she got flustered. I think the conversation ended somewhat abruptly with, "I don't know what to tell you, everything has changed."
And I can understand why she would feel that way in this crazy mixed up world where couples seemingly do what they want, when they want. But our conversation wasn't a total loss. In fact, it got me wondering: even if the rules have changed, How. Do. You. Know?
Two years ago on May 1st, Monsieur J picked out a little bouquet of muguet for me at the market. I was just happy to have flowers and to learn about a new tradition. That night he whispered to me, "you know, I've never bought lilies of the valley for anyone else before -I used to get them for my mom when I was little, but that's different. I thought you'd like them."
Can't remember how I found your blog but am glad I did and now have a link to you on mine. If you look at my May 1st post, you can see we were on the same page:://booksinnorthport.blogspot.com/2010/05/flowers-and-friendship-to-fore.html
ReplyDeleteI literally cried after this post! What a sweet story about Monsieur J! You are such a wonderful couple. I can't wait to come to France and visit with you both again!
ReplyDelete-Steph
PJ, I'm glad you stumbled across my blog and I hope you'll continue to enjoy it. I loved your May 1st post, how timely!
ReplyDeleteSteph, the futon is yours on your next trip to France. I would love to show you around Toulouse!