Y3 – Day 315 – Tears for Paris

A solemn heartfelt sadness fills me as I grieve for the state of the world.

In one week, a plane with innocents, Beirut bombings, and now Paris, the city of Lights, is changed forever by pure evil forces that want nothing but chaos and fear to exist.


024_12Yes – That is me at a Parisian Florist Shop, smelling the flowers. I remember the aroma was intoxicating. My heart goes out to all victims of violence.


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