l'ici et maintenant
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
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l'ici et maintenant
: the here and now, or le moment or l'instant présent
Audio File: (I'm afraid our super French word pronouncer (Chief Grape) is away... that means you're stuck with me and my recording. Listen at your own péril...): Download MP3 or Wav file
L'ici et maintenant. Dans l'ici-maintenant je ressents de la paix.
In the here and now I feel at peace.
A DAY IN A FRENCH LIFE... by Kristin Espinasse
My husband is running a bath, this after two days without water. Our plumber was able to temporarily fix our reservoir, meaning that tonight our beloved Chief Grape will escape the dreaded bird bath—and youpi! for that, for it is no fun standing in a vintner's bucket, pouring cups of cold water over a tired body.
I am in the next room, folding clothes (in order to free-up the bed, so that we can eventually get some rest). As I fold, I listen to glorious sound of rushing water, along with the occasional squeaky shift of a man settling into his bath.
Max strides into the bedroom and plops down onto the bed. "I'm going to rest here a bit," he says.
I turn towards our son, amazed at his decision to spend time with his old lady. My étonnement increases, when our 16-year-old offers an apparent compliment:
"You smell like pamplemousse," he remarks.
I touch my cheek, remembering the moisturizer that I have just put on. It has a citrus scent? I hadn't noticed... in fact, I hardly remember putting on the lait hydratant.
Inhaling another whiff of grapefruit, I am transported to the present moment, having stepped off the ruthless timeline of the past (in which I am regretful of those things I've left undone—anything from unanswered emails to the sinkful of dishes) and the future (in which I worry about our water problem and my upcoming surgery). But here, in the pamplemousse present, I awake to life around me, including the unchacteristic attention of our teenager.
"Tiens," Max says, handing me one of his earphones, which I stick into my oreille, following Max's example. I push the clothes out of the way and lie back on the pillow.
"Can you tell me what she is saying?" Max wants to know. It isn't the first time I've been asked to identify English lyrics, only, the music is usually not to my liking (i.e. it is rap, instead of rhapsody).
I recognise the song by Dido. Quelle coincidence! It was once a favorite of mine... I listen in, intent on clarifying the words for Max:
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
I got out of bed alone
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all...
As I communicate the lyrics to Max, he begins to sing along with me...
and even if I could it'd all be grey
but your picture on my wall, it reminds me
that it's not so bad, it's not so bad...
As Max and I sing, I hear splashing now and again, as Jean-Marc relaxes into his bath. To him the noise coming from the bedroom must surely be an amusement, what with Max and me belting it out like a couple of tone-deaf dogs...
And I want to thank you for giving me
the best day of my life...
Oh, just to be with you,
is having the best day of my life.
I muse at how perfectly the lyrics fit this treasured moment of togetherness. Though I can't be sure that this is the best day of my life... I am quite certain, here in l'instant présent, that this is the best minute of my life.
As for the other worries and regrets, they just don't exist in the peaceful here and now, where a mother-and-son duo howl like a couple of hound dogs:
And I want to thank you for giving me
the best day of my life...
Oh, just to be with you,
is having the best day of my life....
Le Coin Commentaires
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Psst... Mom and Dad, if you are reading, check out the recent article in ASU News: Expat alum offers Francophiles a word a day! Mom, Dad, I know how worried you were when I came in close to last in my class--almost failing high school. But I've been working hard, ever since, to make up for that! Click here to find out how.
youpi! = yahoo!
un étonnement = surprise
le pamplemousse = grapefruit
le lait hydratant = moisturizer
tiens! = here!
une oreille = ear
quelle coincidence! = what a coincidence!
l'instant présent = the present moment, the here and now
The vinter's buckets that I mentioned in today's story. Just imagine Chief Grape's bird bath dilemma!
S'il vous plaît...
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You must be so proud to have raised such a wonderful son. I know I am thrilled when my sons say something or do something that is thoughtful and complimentary. By the way, I ordered your book yesterday! Can't wait to read it.
Posted by: Geraldine Ventura | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:22 PM
Bonjour a Kristin et a mes amis a French Word-A-Day de Portland, Maine! Sorry for the missing accent marks.......
Posted by: Alyssa Ross Eppich | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:22 PM
j'addore votre blog!! I'm also originally American. I'm trying to learn french as my husband and I have rented a house for 6 weeks in St. Chinan. Your little glimpes into everyday life are so precious. Don't stop!!
Posted by: Joan | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:22 PM
My name is Janet Moreau, I have been getting your wonderful French Word of the Day for agees now - I love it, as I am now late 50's, but in my teenage years, did study French language at school, (a l'ecole) for trois ans. But, I get no opportunity much to practice, so love to learn and try, !! to remember your regular words sent through.
I would so love one day to visit France, and Spain, as I have ancestry from there and England and Ireland, what a mix. Well thank you againfor your delightful, honest and down to earth but very lovely and intelligent comments and interesting photos - you are obviously someone who has a wonderful love of life - joie de vivre and that is inspirational for me. I paint a little and may send you some of my work just to return the favour, of some hopefully, interesting photos. Kind Regards, and Au Revoir, Janet Moreau
Posted by: Janet Moreau | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:23 PM
Kristin I love reading your blog and the great photos and of course the French. I'm in Brisbane Australia...but in May I will be in France, travelling there for a little 'oliday with the fam. Keep blogging!
Posted by: Michelle | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:23 PM
I love that song too.When my husband and I sing along - sounds terrible,but it's funny!I haven't been to France since October and miss Normandy. Hoping to go later in February. In the meantime your word-a-day helps me still "feel" a little French.Any news on whether we can buy your book yet in England?
It's a damp day here in Sussex,England.
Posted by: Angela Sargent | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:30 PM
WOW! What a beautiful sentiment! Beautiful story! Tears!
Posted by: Natalie Branchini | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 01:47 PM
I've been reading your e-mails for about 1 year now. Thanks so much for sharing your French, and bits from your life. I especially loved your story about singing with your son and living in 'l'ici et main tenant.' I'll remember that one for a long time! (I'm American and was lucky enough to have studied at the Sorbonne back in 1990. Still practicing my French every chance I get!)
Merci, et a bientot.
Posted by: Christine from Greenwich, CT | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:04 PM
Good morning from Maryland, Kristin. What a lovely story. It's so wonderful when my niece and I connect in a similar way - especially when she initiates it! Love that Dido tune as well. Sweet moment indeed.
Hope you're having a very nice day.
Posted by: Janine Wilson | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:05 PM
Sweet story of a sweet son. My son used to test me when songs would come on the radio when we were in the car. I knew my groups like ABBA, but barely knew his, even though I heard them all the time. As for learning French, Kristin, I, too, almost failed it in high school. Since then I've taken French in college and from various French schools like the Alliance Francaise. Since I don't use my French with any regularity it doesn't stay with me. Thankfully, the French are very forgiving when I mangle their language. 21 degrees heading for 35 with a couple of inches of snow on the ground in St. Paul, Minnesota.
Posted by: Bill in St. Paul | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:08 PM
ah, simple pleasures are the best
Posted by: garybestiary | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:14 PM
You are adorable! I have two sons, much older, 23 & 29 and love moments that you just described. Recently, my 23 year old and I spent a day and evening together in Madison, WI where he is at grad school and we laughed and joked together like two best friends. (he is also the child of mine that is a Melanoma SURVIVOR, so be strong, there are great discoveries happening all the time - check out the Melanoma Research Foundation website!)
Posted by: Janet | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:27 PM
o.k. here goes...
today's post put a lump in my throat just where it should be...as you reminded me to enjoy l'ici et maintenant...
I have enjoyed your emails for at least a year. You share, with such vulnerability, your heart (la famille) and your soul (vos pensées et vos expériences). I feel as if I know you...obviously, many others do too. You are doing a good work, Kristin, connecting souls around the world.
I live west of Albany, New York in a town called Scotia. Although I grew up in the SF Bay Area in California, I have lived in NY for 24 years. I have 4 children, my 2nd son is Max' age (hence, the lump in my throat as I read your post).
I learned all of my French in 3 1/2 years of high school, plus a semester abroad in Dijon and by hosting many French students over the years. It's a long story but I managed to double major in French and Oral Communications and only take (2) college French classes....that will never happen again at that university! After 26 years working full-time, a complicated personal life do-over, and with (4) children to support, I went back and got my M.A.T. and started teaching high school French in an urban district in Schenectady. This is my 5th year. I have been able to travel to France twice with students, which is my favorite thing in the world.
Thank you for who you are and what you are sharing; your life. I hope to meet you one day.
Posted by: Jeri Carlstedt | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:32 PM
For your father, I'm a reader in Ft. Lauderdale, FL and have been for about 1 1/2 years now. Brightens my mornings and keeps one little bit of my brain ticking over in French =)
Posted by: Doreen Sharabati | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:35 PM
Enjoying your stories beaucoup! My husband and I are brushing up on our long-forgotten French in advance of our voyage a France this printemps, and your essays are a delightful reintroduction, as well as a great glimpse into daily life. Kathy in Virginia.
Posted by: Kathy | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:36 PM
Bonjour from Broken Arrow, Oklahoma
Posted by: Traci | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:37 PM
Thank you to all the new commenters. So nice to read about you and to get to know each other.
Janet, wonderful to read about your survivor son! I do not have melanoma. Ill have the basal cell carcinoma removed (this time, on my nose) on Tuesday.
Posted by: Kristin Espinasse | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:37 PM
Another wonderful story. It's the simple things and moments that make up a full life, isn't it! It was so odd -it made me smile so big when I just now listened to your audio of "l'ici et maintenant" --You Are French, French, French!!! But, in my vision, thoughts, you've always been an American living a French life!! It was such a 'tilt' for me to hear this wonderful French pronunciation from a wonderful American writer! Don't let your kids give you a hard time about your pronunciation ever again! Writing from MS, ducking tornados while visiting my daughter's family -but normally writing from Lake Balboa, CA. (FYI for your Dad) :-) Amicalement, Judi
Posted by: Judi Miller | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 02:40 PM
I love the picture you painted! Before I read it, I was concerned about something that will undoubtedly pass, but you took me away from it. You even caused me to laugh loudly before breakfast (!) at "tone-death dogs". Sometimes it is the slip of the fingers as well as the slip of the tongues that cause the most amusement. Merci for letting it all hang out there! You are a treasure! I, too, have unanswered e-mails and yours is one of them. I apologize. I will get back to you soon, I promise!
Posted by: mhwebb in NM, USA | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:00 PM
Your posting today has started my day with singing along to that wonderful Dido song at 5 am before I go off to work.....and remembering precious moments with my own son.....Thank you for sweetening my morning....I actually sang your message this morning.Thank you...susan
Posted by: susan standke | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:03 PM
Posted by: Alyicia | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:07 PM
Bonjour de St. Paul, Minnesota! c'est froid ici mais votre blog est chaud! I'm learning french and love reading your blog. Merci!
Posted by: Michelle | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:10 PM
I've followed your word-a-day since 2003 and must say it has been so neat to follow the progression of your children growing up. I can imagine there is at times a language barrier created by the emotional roller coaster that teens go through, and to share this moment of pure understanding with your son is touching. Thank you for continuing to share your personal thoughts in life with complete strangers - it always brings some sort of meaning to my day! ~ Erin in Frisco Texas
Posted by: Erin Owens | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:12 PM
Bonjour from Toledo, Oh, USA
Posted by: Stephanie Beckman (aka Sis) | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:12 PM
Bonjour from Cut Bank, Montana, where the wind is howling like a hound dog this morning. It would fit right in with your singing. : )
Posted by: Linda R. | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:16 PM
Bonjour and merci beaucoup, Kristin, for such a lovely and loving story on this day when the ici et maintenent for me in St. Louis is a predicted wintery mess on the ground and water in the sous sol (basement) from a broken toilet upstairs.
And, by the way, did you mean to write "tone-death dog" or should it have been "tone-deaf"?
Off to vacuum up some water.
Posted by: Julie F in St. Louis, MO | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:22 PM
I really loved this post today! It is nice to savor special moments like this in life!
Posted by: Eileen deCamp in Charlottesville, VA | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:23 PM
Loved your post today. I needed a little reminder to enjoy the hear and now! - From Jessica in Red Hook, NY, USA
Posted by: Jessica Bard | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:31 PM
Kristin, what a very precious story - thanks so much for sharing. As I read your columns at work, it is always a good break from a hectic day. I treasure the snippets of French culture (and language) that you share with your readers! And, I must tell you, that after 5 years of French lessons, my husband was very impressed that I read in your latest book your husband's full page of French AND that I was able to translate it without referring to the English page. Thanks again for sharing with us!!
Posted by: tami | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:31 PM
Kristin, Your blogs always touch my heart, usually bringing a smile to my face, but this one was different--it brought tears to my eyes. You have a wonderful way of sharing those precious moments that are rare and so treasured.
Posted by: Myra Wood, New Orleans, | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:36 PM
What a marvelous moment.
I had a similar one with my 8-year-old daughter a few days ago. It's amazing how a few minutes spent like that can make the rest of the week worthwhile.
Posted by: Bruce in northwest Connecticut | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:42 PM
Kristin, congrats on getting your teen's attention. Having spent a lot of time working with teens through Boy Scouting, I know how rare that is! Bonjour!
Posted by: David Navarre | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:43 PM
Seconding Jeri's wonderful sign-off: Thank you for who you are and what you are sharing.
Posted by: Bruce in northwest Connecticut | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:44 PM
Kristin, I have been enjoying your posts for a year or so now. I haven't listened to your audio files before, but was intrigued at the opportunity to hear not only your voice, but how your French accent was. I have been impressed at you living in a country where anything short of perfect French is frowned upon. My, you speak beautifully. Thank you for providing these glimpses into not only a French life, but one seen by an American woman. I love your writing and especially your photographs. For us Francophiles, you provide a window to a lovely place far away.
Posted by: Linda Hynson | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:47 PM
For those Francophiles in the Dallas area-be sure to come the the DMA before our great exhibit of Jean Paul Gaultier's fashions leaves this area. As a docent I am not always fond of contemporary 'art, but this proves that current can be a work of art. MY friend Nicole of Dallas agrees
Posted by: Phyllis | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 03:54 PM
Bonjour from Milwaukee Wisconsin. What a touching story. Reminds me of singing along to songs with my teenage son who has now passed from cancer at the age of 15. Touching and wonderful moments. How smart of you to put aside the laundry and sit down alongside your son. I also enjoyed your recent post on Louis Braille (I volunteered in hospice with a blind man) and saw the article was written by another Wisconsinite. I googled and found her and sent her an email and she responded back! Your words touch people around the world. Make it a great day! Michelle
Posted by: Michelle | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:03 PM
Been following your blog for years, but as a lurker. Decided today was the day to say "hi"and let you know there's a fan in Lakeport, California (also wine country). Love to read about your adventurous life and family.
Posted by: Leslie Hall | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:06 PM
I wonder if Blossoming in Provence is going to be available on the Kindle?
Meanwhile, keep up the good work.
Regards from a Franglais home in Calvados. Peter.
Posted by: Peter Jackson | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:11 PM
Bonjour from Corrales, New Mexico.
I too, have a son, now grown, and he,too, brings great joy to me.
Posted by: Georgia Catasca | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:15 PM
Happy New Year! Just wanted to stop in and say that I really enjoyed your story today. In our hectic and busy lives, I agree that it's those special moments together that really count.
P.S. I'm really enjoying your new book. I savour every short story because I don't want it to be finished!
Posted by: Erin from Canada | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:24 PM
:) Popping in from Atlanta, Ga. I love to read your posts and practice a word or two of French. I took 9 years of French between HS and college and haven't used it in 20 years. So sad, but I am thrilled if I can translate any part of your posts. Maybe someday I'll take the time to "get it back" I visited Paris, the French Alps, and the Cote D'Azur and Nice and Monaco many years ago (I was 17!) and I still dream of returning. Such a beautiful and wonderful place. Keep touching us with your posts. I look forward to them and won't even open them if I am rushed. I'll save them for later in the day when I can appreciate them :) Thank you, Marcie
Posted by: mollie's mom | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:28 PM
Hi Kristen - I love your transparency and your authenticity. I think we all fear that people will like us if we show them who we really are. So bravo for your bravery! It empowers us.
I'm celebrating my 41st anniversary with French. When I was 13, my family moved to Belgium and I was put into an American school half way through French 1 - with no French experience..then in Sept of 9th grade I transitioned into the local Belgian school and had a year of immersion. I started my working life as an Army officer and then worked in an office and then finally went back to school at age 32 to get certified to teach French & German. This is my 20th yr of sharing my love affair with French. I learn so much current French from you...Keep it up and be encouraged.
Maria - newport news, virginia
Posted by: Maria Cochrane | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:42 PM
I only wish I had more memories like the one you shared. Very touching . . . painted such a beautiful picture of the connection of two hearts. xx Robin
Posted by: Robin | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:42 PM
I didn't realize you were having another surgery. I must have missed this somehow.
Hoping all goes well for you. D.
Posted by: Deborah | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:48 PM
Bon jour from Montague, Michigan....on the beautiful sandy beaches of Lake Michigan. I have been reading your blog for only a year but it has inspired me to rekindle my love for France and the French language. Each day I take some time to study the French language in hopes to actually use it. Fortunately we will be going to the northwest area just outside of Avignon in late May. Kristin, thanks again for the inspiration and all of your lovely stories.
Posted by: Sharon | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:58 PM
I saw the article in the ASU magazine, remembered playing matchbox cars with you when we were neighbors in first and second grade, and signed up.
Your stories and lessons brighten my day, and remind me of the years I spent living abroad as well. Keep up the great work!
Posted by: Valerie Walker | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 04:59 PM
Et merci. Dites a votre pere qu je suis en Cape Cod, Massachusetts.
Posted by: Sharon Inger | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:05 PM
I started subscribing to your blog about two years ago when I enrolled in a French class at the local community college. I had studied French for many years while in school, but that seems a lifetime ago. I love the French language and have been to France several times -- but that, too, was long ago. My husband and I hope to make a return trip together this year.
Thank you for your warm, wonderful, wise and insightful words. Your stories never fail to touch my heart. You write so beautifully and with such openess (sp?) and honesty, that I feel as if I know you.
Posted by: Cassie Alexandrou | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:15 PM
Lovely story today, thanks for sharing. You have mastered perhaps one of the most valuable skills in life, being able to appreciate those perfect little moments. Thank you for reminding us all to do the same.
Posted by: Reba from San Francisco | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:17 PM
bonjour from la louisianne. we are off for a couple of hours in the casino! jean
Posted by: Jean Lillibridge | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:26 PM
Wow, you have an absolutely lovely voice, and what an excellent phrase. I feel better just saying it. Thanks for your blog!
Posted by: Erina from Orange County, CA | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:30 PM
Great story today, Kristin! After an impromptu jam session singing Beatles songs with my would-be musician son-in-law and friends (real life musicians) and my daughter, my 15 year-old grandson paid me the ultimate compliment - "my granny is the coolest" - something I'll remember forever.
We'll be thinking positive thoughts for you when you have your next surgery!
Posted by: Angela Fowler | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:44 PM
As always Kristi, beautifully written!
Posted by: Kristine, Dallas (where it's been raining non-stop! ) | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:47 PM
Great story today! Thanks for sharing.
That was a nice article in the ASU News. My son graduated from ASU and I did post-graduate engineering work there. So…Howdy alumna!
Posted by: Herm in Phoenix | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:48 PM
Bonjour from Bloomfield, CT. As the mother of two grown sons, I loved today's story. And my sons are now husbands and fathers, and when that happens to your Max, you will find even more moments to cherish, watching them with their families.
As I write this I am home with a husband who has had his second arm/shoulder surgery in 2 weeks. Thinking of you with positive thoughts for your procedure.
Posted by: Sally Richter | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:55 PM
Bonjour from Barto, PA. I only had one semester in french class many years ago, but your word of the day has inspired me to try and re-learn enough words to possibly get by on a trip to Paris. I love your photos. It's a bright spot in my morning routine.
Posted by: Deb Giampa | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 05:59 PM
Bonjour from the moutains of farrrrr western North Carolina - Brasstown to be exact! I love your blog - words, pictures and stories. We spent 10 days in Paris last year and are headed for Provence in Sept (after everyone else has come home!) I have absolutely no formal training, so your words are wonderful for me. I speak "guidebook French" with a Southern accent and lots of smiles. Thank you for sharing your life.
Posted by: Helen Sturgeon | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:02 PM
Bonjour Kristin et fils,
Merci pour French Word a Day. Je l'aime. Mon
amie l'a partage avec moi.
Auj'hourdi especiallment etait "touching."
L'ici et maintenant. J'ai un fils aussi. Nous
avons eu des moments comme ca. Il a maintenant quarante et trois ans. Quelquefois,
nous encore avons ces mements mais jamais enough. Merci pour tout. Myrna
Posted by: Myrna Kettler | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:03 PM
Myrna Kettler is from Topanga, California
Posted by: Myrna Kettler | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:05 PM
Salut, Kristin. You never cease to amaze me with your exceptional word pictures. I was lost in the mother-son tableau that you "painted" with such talent. I love looking at great art but don't appreciate it as much as great writing probably because, never having painted, I don't know how hard it is. But being a 'word-smith' myself, I know how difficult it is to write something that captures the imagination. Thanks again.
In addition, the presque failures of your youth give me hope for my son who continues to search for that subject or occupation that will fire his passion.
Last word: Here in Detroit (the comeback city, according to Pres. Obama last night) it is still mild and snowless. Still no ice on the lakes and the winter is half-over! What's an ice-fisherman to do?
Posted by: Tom from Detroit | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:06 PM
I love your posts. They are funny, bittersweet, and sometimes sad. But viola --- that is life huh? I live on the central coast of Oregon. It is beautiful, but miss San Diego a lot.
I am taking French lessons and love to read all of the words from your post. I am going to Paris in May for an immersion class.
Stay well. I didn't know you were having another surg???? Bon chance, and merci for all you do.
Posted by: Faye Stampe, Gleneden Beach, OR | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:17 PM
Bonjour Kristin! Thanks for sharing your marvelous moment with your son. It was very moving! I just got all choked up and teary-eyed. You are a wonderful écrivain. You really know how to put the reader right there in the scene with you.
I've been following your blog for a couple months now and enjoying it immensely. Good job!
---Linda in Port Townsend, WA
Posted by: Linda Packer | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:29 PM
I've been reading your blog for the past three years and enjoy it immensely. It's one of my guilty pleasures to take a few minutes away from my busy work schedule to take a "French Word-a-Day break" to catch up on what's happening. Thank you for sharing your life with us.
Today's post really touched me and I think it will touch any Mom who is trying to stay in touch with their teenagers. As they move towards adulthood and try out their wings of independence,those moments are so rare but precious as gold. Congrats on recognizing them and savoring them while they're there.
Posted by: Victoria, Northridge, CA | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 06:49 PM
Bonjour from Santa Cruz, CA. I took a lot of French in college, enough to end up with a minor in it, but have little opportunity to use it here in CA. Spanish is everywhere...But I enjoy traveling in France--last May in Paris and Avignon and will soon have a French houseguest whom I met on my trip last year. I enjoy reading your blog.
Posted by: jeannie herrick | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 07:11 PM
Bonjour from Park Ridge, Illinois! Thank you for sharing that wonderful moment with your son. It always seems to be those little moments that end up having the most meaning for us, n'est pas? My two daughters are now in their 20's and I cherish all of those little spontaneous moments with them. You brought a smile to my face today! I always look forward to reading your blog and peeking in on your life in France! Good luck with your surgery. I am thinking good thoughts for you.
Posted by: Robyn | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 07:16 PM
Oh, yes! And I meant to compliment you on your audio recording. You sound wonderful to me! It sounds truly French to my American ears!
Posted by: Robyn | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 07:24 PM
Good Morning, Kristin, from sunny Tucson,AZ.
Your story of sharing a precious moment with your son Max brought back memories of the days when my teen age son would rush to his room after school, grab his guitar and sometimes beg me to harmonize with him on whatever song he was passionate about that day. I wasn't blessed with one ounce of musical talent, can't even clap to a beat (I have to watch the audience to stay in sync with the beat), so try as I might I could never get it right and would usually break down in laughter at my own off key voice. He has probably long since forgotten these shared moments, but they are precious memories to me that I will always treasure. Thank you for sharing your sweet story with your devoted followers. And now I must check out Dido and see what I've missed. Obviously he was "after my time".
Posted by: Ginny Ross | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 07:54 PM
Chère Kristin, I love your vignettes of la vie quotedienne in the south of France! I was in the audience in Paris when you gave that first presentation at The American LIbrary on a rainy night. Despite the stage fright you professed, you came across as genuine and natural, interesting, thoughtful and blessed with a good sense of humor--just like the voice in your writing. My sister-in-law, who has never been to France, follows your postings religiously. She gave me your latest book for Christmas. Youpi!
from Santa Rosa, California, in the Sonoma County Wine Country, where it's gloriously sunny today. Encore youpi!
Posted by: Iz Campbell | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 08:17 PM
Bonjour de Pebble Beach en Californie.
I've followed your blog for years and look forward to each new post. You have a lot of friends out here in cyberspace who are rooting for you. What a nice story about you and Max...he'll forget it, you never will.
Posted by: Emily | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 08:20 PM
Bonjour from Ancaster, Ontario, Canada. I enjoy reading your blogs since I was in a similar situation with my husband and three children living close to Lille. But since my husband is Canadian, not French, we are back home again where I teach high school French. It is especially encouraging to hear to you were not that good at French in hight school and here you are, married to a Frenchman, living in France, raising two French children and writing books about the French language. What an inspiration!
Posted by: Petra Douma | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 09:06 PM
The "pamplemousse present" - fantastic!
Posted by: Ellen in Beverly Hills | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 09:09 PM
To Joan at the top of the comment column! Any chance the house is called La Rive? at the end of the street just above the river? We stayed there for April of 2010 and used the bedroom on the street side so we could leave the window open at night and hear the river gurgle by. It was so soothing. Also the red at the c0-0p is pretty good and the Margarita pizza at the little cafe on the point is excellent.
Karen in Missouri
Posted by: Karen Stoeckley | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 09:24 PM
WOW! The mail just arrived and my Pimsleur cd's just arrived. Thank you for putting me onto this system. Now we shall see if, by April, I can communicate while we stay in Salon de provence for the month! Thank you !Karen
Posted by: Karen Stoeckley | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 09:35 PM
Bonjour de Melbourne, Australie
Posted by: Sandrine | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 09:39 PM
What a minute to cherish. You definitely will never forget it because you shared it with your lucky readers. I'll be waiting for a moment like that with my 16 year old son. Merci beau coup!
Posted by: Avad Fan | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:24 PM
Bonjour de Malibu en Californie
Merci Kristin for keeping me close to France. I spent several
summers in a small village called Jean les Pins ...I was in school
and quite young.
I know about your surgery, but you mention another one in the
future - I have missed hearing about that one.
We live in Malibu on the water, today is so beautiful,like a
Thank-you Kristin.....Jill and Jeff
Posted by: Jill Harris | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:44 PM
Thank you so much for sharing this. I had a similar moment a few weeks ago with my daughter who was home from college. I was very busy with work and many deadlines, and she asked me to spend time with her. Briefly, I thought of all of the deadlines, clients to account to, work to be missed. Then, I realized that this moment was too precious to miss as she would soon be going back to college on the East Coast. It was a shared time that I will cherish with her. Frances in Napa, California with the wine grapes.
Posted by: Frances | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:44 PM
It is a rare to share a moment like that with our teens. Remember the days when they wanted all our attention? Some days I long for those moments to return, when the kids were simple, uncomplicated.
Enjoy those good moments!
Posted by: Buffy | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:46 PM
Beautiful! What's this smile on my face? The image of you and Max prone wired together~how sweet:) I found myself imagining I was lying back too,,listening - caught in the moment - mouthing the words in my mind slowly remembering the tune... Ha.. Thanks! Having recently almost lost my husband to illness, I have a hard time trying to do anything except just 'being with him'. I agree that even though life has it's necessary functions, contrast the things that challenge, we find ourselves, when we appreciate and share the moments. Life just becomes more real. sigh...Hawaii
Posted by: Cindylee | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:51 PM
Today's "moment" is so sweet, it's made me a bit teary... You're right to treasure it.
I haven't had the time for a while to participate in the Coin Commentaires but hope to be back more regularly soon!
Posted by: Christine | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:52 PM
Thank you so much for sharing your stories with us. My daughter also lives in France (Paris) since she fell in love and married the Frenchman she met on a class photography shoot there. I've been trying to learn French to better appreciate my visits to France and your "word-a-day" always gives me the fun (and practical) side of the language.
Kathy from Placerville, California
Posted by: Kathy | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 10:52 PM
What a great little story you have shared! Occasionally, I share them with my 16 year old son and this will be one of them. Treasuring the simple moments is the best.
Kathy here, living in sunny Los Angeles where it is in the mid-70s.
Thank you, Kristin.
Posted by: Kathy | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 11:13 PM
Tender sons are wonderful; you've done a good job of getting him to this point.
Alas, the idiom is "tone deaf" meaning you can't distinguish one tone from the other. This leads to "tone death" but isn't called that.
Posted by: Emilie Quast | Wednesday, January 25, 2012 at 11:30 PM
What a sweet story! I love the ones about Max. He sounds like such a wonderful person! Love Dido,too. She writes great songs - also like "Sand in my Shoes..."
Posted by: Judy Feldman | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 12:11 AM
Kristin, this is my first time to post a comment even though I have read almost every blog you have written. I remember ordering your first book from you, and it arrived with many beautiful French stamps on the package cover and a personal note written inside the book. So, I am way overdue in writing to thank you. Your new book BLOSSOMING IN PROVENCE is delightful. I particularly enjoyed the story about your speaking at Shakespeare and Company. Also, I always enjoy your intriguing photographs. Again, I thank you for all that it must cost you to give us a slice of French life thrice weekly.
Lynda from Tennessee (formerly from Louisiana)
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Posted by: Lynda Taylor | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 12:25 AM
Loved your sweet story. My boys 26 and 22 live close to me in Phoenix but sometimes I miss that closeness with them. They stayed over on Christmas Eve, so we could have a full Christmas Day together. When they left I got tears in my eyes. I just love them so much and am so proud of the men they have become.
Beautiful day in Phoenix, AZ !
Posted by: Karen from Phoenix | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 12:32 AM
Once again Kristin, your truly wonderful little stories bring such joy to my heart and soul. Each sentence reveals another word picture opening hearts to the happiness each of us can have from the simple joys of everyday life. This is your senior artiste ami from Auckland NZ sending you greetings for the New Year. At present I am with family but planning to return to the France for my yearly sojourn where I find the ambience of just being there inspires me to further paintings. Your letters keep me updated with my French although my Kiwi accent is still a lot to be desired when it comes to pronounciation I am eagerly awaiting your new book which I will take with me on my trip.
Au revoir June, Akld, NZ
Posted by: june furey | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 12:42 AM
Bonjour de l'australie! Je suis a Perth e il fait extremement chaud - 40C!
I thought at first you were going to tell your son "sorry I'm folding the clothes you can't lie here!" Priorities!
I have just come back from a trip to France and had a great time digging up the French learned at uni many years ago. Parisian taxi drivers are wonderfully chatty! I think you have hit on a grat way to involve otheres in learning a langiuage - a little bit at a time in the context of real life. Well done! All the best. Anthea
Posted by: Anthea Carboni | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 12:46 AM
Hello from East Granby, Connecticut, Kristin. Love your blog and books - I am in the process of reading your latest and enjoying it thoroughly. Your post today was very touching as I have a 16 year old son myself.
Posted by: Ellen Perry | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:01 AM
Wonderful. My 16 year old son is now 28 and recently married. You will never forget this best minute de ta vie. Il fait beau a Virginia Beach, Va.
Posted by: Marie-Louise | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:02 AM
Salut from Hilton Head Isalnd, SC.
Your word a day makes my day,
Thank you, MJM
Posted by: MJ Maffie | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:04 AM
Have no hesitation at all commenting after reading that- a beautiful moment! One of your very best!
This will probably make it into an anthology in the future, so- to help with the future editing I think you meant tone deaf?
Posted by: Nancy Rial | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:04 AM
Bonjour from Fullerton, CA USA! I just wanted to say how much I look forward to your Blog and how much I have enjoyed your books. My husband and I spent 6 weeks in France a few months ago, we love France! It was our third trip to France and we are now in the talking stages of trying to figure out if it's possible for us to purchase a home there and which part of France we love the most. Tough decisions!
Thanks again for your wonderful Blog!
Posted by: Merideth Hendry | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:13 AM
Bonjour de Little Rock, Arkansas! (pour ton père). J'aime tellement vos histoires, vous remercie de me donner des souvenirs de mon bien-aimé en France, où je suis resté pour un été quand j'avais 26 ans (maintenant j'ai 50 ans). Je sais que je vais y retourner un jour!
Posted by: Melissa | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:15 AM
Reading today's blog makes me think I'm watching the TV, seeing you and Max having fun singing...in bed while chief Grapes is in the bathroom, prenant son bain. This precious moment with Max will be forever ingrained in your mind. I too, have had those moments with my sons. Une fois, one son also told me I smelled like a pamplemousse; because earlier, I had used the liquid soap with grapefruit scent to wash my face.
Thank you Kristin, for bringing back all those memoreies I had had with my sons when they were growing up. Merci aussi for refreshing the French I have once learned. S'il vous plaît, tout le monde, corrigez-moi si j'ai eu tort. I think RESSENTIR spells with two S. Et aussi, C'est "l'ici-maintenant" avec un trait d'union. Dans l'ici-maintenant", je reSSens de la paix".
Posted by: Millie | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:47 AM
I enjoy your sincere and creative writing so much that each post seems to be my favorite and then another (like today's) follows hard on the heels of the previous one and I know that it is impossible to choose.......so I just say "mille mercis". I will be thinking of you on Tuesday and I send my best wishes your way......from Salisbury, Maryland.
Posted by: Cynthia Lewis | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 01:51 AM
Bonjour from Sydney, Australia to Kristi, her Mum and Dad. It's Australia Day here when we remember the first settlement of white people on 26 January 1788. Must have been pretty crazy for those convicts from the other side of the world to come here and find instead of it being winter in January, it is midsummer. However today you would not think it is summer here in Sydney - it has been raining constantly as it has all summer. Bill Gates and family have taken a house here for summer - think they might have been a bit disappointed - it has been the wettest summer I can remember. Luckily I am heading off on holidays myself on Monday to Bali! Will look forward to reading all your posts on my return. Lots of love.
Posted by: Jill in Sydney | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 02:04 AM
My sister in Portland, Oregon, has sent me the occasional Word-a-Day and I finally realized I needed to sign up myself, and buy both your books! I took French in high school (had to take the third year by correspondence because the teacher in our little high school didn't know enough to teach me!), and was glad of it when I went to Paris years later. I have let what little I knew slip away (and as a first-grade teacher in Virginia I really need Spanish), so am really enjoying the addition of YOU into my life. Merci!
Posted by: Laura in Falls Church | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 02:23 AM
My daughter Lisa, married to a French chef here in Escondido, CA., forwarded your blog to me and it is the only one I follow with regularity. It is beautifully designed and full of charm, interesting info, as well as your sweet personal story. Very wonderful contribution to our world. Frances in Escondido, California
Posted by: Frances Raedeker | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 02:46 AM
Hello! (haven't graduated to actually using French yet!) I am a newcomer to your blog. I am subscribed so I read it on email and am glad I clicked on to leave a comment because your online page is wonderful with all those books down the side bars! mmmmm, how I love books. (btw, I did order your latest. I found your blog by purchasing your first)
I am writing from southern NJ, right outside Philadelphia. I plan to take my first French classes in community college in summer session, and am trying to get a little more familiar with it first. (I'm a 48 yo mom and grandma)
I so enjoy the beautiful photos and the little vignettes (wait! isn't that French??) of your life. Thanks!
Posted by: Nancy | Thursday, January 26, 2012 at 03:07 AM