Today I heard some one speak of something
having been a "bridge to a new life." My first bridge was "the white bridge",
a wooden footbridge that crossed a little creek in a little woods between us & the elementary school.
I was showing someone a map of Paris yesterday & found myself saying,
"You must cross the footbridges over the Seine!"
I loved walking all over Amsterdam, crossing the many footbridges over the canals.
Perhaps they added to the flowing feeling I had in that city.
In a year I hope to cross the bridges of Paris again,
& maybe go back to Amsterdam
But for now, I think of bridges that I've crossed,
including bridges to joy, health, & fulfillment.