The person who nearly gave us all a heart attack had been in France for art. She had been attending École Nationale Supérieure des Arts Décoratifs for nearly 20years. While she was over there she even graduated and taught in one of the art classes. Her name was Ajna. She was also the glue of our group and held us all together. She is also the reason I'm not in a psych ward or even dead.
We spent the next month catching up on all the years she had been gone. Ellie, Alex, Amy, Ajna, Patricia and I spent a whole weekend going through photo albums looking over the many years we had been through. Going through photos brought up a lot of memories some happy and some sad.
Once we finished going through my albums Ajna brought out her album showing us everything that had happened over the past years while she was in France. She had travelled all through France and even stayed with an old lady in her cottage. The cottage was situated right next to a sunflower field and an old chapel. She made many new friends while travelling through Europe and exploring many little villages.
Everyone ended uptalking and sharing what had happened during the many years Ajna had been gone. We all ended up asleep on my couch watching Netflix movies and tv series. Leo, Michael and William ended up out the back after taking care of the kids. All the kids were squished into the two spare rooms we had at the end of the house.
YOU ARE READING
Chapters of my life
RomanceA view of my life of heartbreak, loss and love. I have lost a lot over the years so here is my story. Started on : April 5th 2020
