aimer (ay-may) verb
: to love
j'aime, tu aimes, il aime... nous aimons, vous aimez, ils aiment...
A Day in a French Life... by Kristin Espinasse
Examples of Amour
It began in the black of the night. Lying there in bed, I was not thinking about my birthday and for this I was grateful. Please, God, let me think of other things besides myself and my well-being.
I must have been thinking about China in the late 30's and the heroine of the book that I am reading. Before I fell to sleep last night, she was still stirring... freeing so many tiny feet from foot-binding.
I wriggle my toes beneath the sheets... freedom all around me! What more could I want for my anniversary? And yet...
(The alarm rings...)
"Eh ben," Well, whaddya know! Jean-Marc teases.
"Ce n'est pas possible!" It can't be.
"Qu'est-ce qui n'est pas possible?" What can't be?
"43 ans!" Forty-three years old!
"Et si et c'est bien!" Yes it can and it is good!
And with that, my husband began to shower me with cadeaux...
There was the cup of coffee he brought me... in a mug featuring a photo of Braise and Smokey....
Cadeau no. 2 was my daughter, whom he awoke... in time for her to offer me une petite boîte of dark chocolates.
Up next... a book... by a rebel nun (I have written about her here).
The gifts continued every quarter of an hour! Cadeu no. 4: a little olive tree: the one I had feared buried beneath so many weeds. How much guilt have I felt, believing I had "choked" it in neglect (leaving it there, alone, in an abandoned garden patch). And now, a second chance! I sat there with little olive tree in my lap. I sipped my coffee, stared at my chocolates, the book, and listened to the water fill my bath.
Reste là! Jean-Marc said, disappearing into the salle de bain. "Ne regarde pas!"
When all was clear and I could come in I could hardly conceal an ear-to-ear grin. On the wall I saw the metal letters that had tumbled off a year or so ago:
"A N G E"
Whereas Jean-Marc had once used duct tape to hang the letters... this time he glued them!
I stared at the French word for "angel". I do hope to act like one this year. (As my mom always says "act as if!" (by the way, she is the one who gave me the metallic "A N G E" letters).
As for the angel in China whom I spoke of earlier (busy unbinding so many tortured feet) -- I'm not sure what she has to do with my story, except to serve as a reminder of how much there is to be grateful for... and that the key to happiness is in the giving of oneself, as Jean-Marc did so beautifully with, among other things, the little olive tree.
le cadeau = present
une petite boîte = a box
reste là! = stay there!
la salle de bain = bathroom
ne regarde pas! = don't look
un ange = angel
A favorite picture of my mom, Jules (photo taken in 2003). Looking forward to calling her today!
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