Coincidences and connections: life presents us with some interesting situations. “Pre-ordained” is not the proper phrase for what sometimes occurs, and yet the situation is often rather inexplicable – puzzling, to say the least.
My wife and I were at the gym, yesterday morning, for our usual Monday workout. Linda was already upstairs on the treadmill, and I came up to join her. As in most workout facilities, there is a bank of televisions overhead for the patrons.
As I stepped up on the machine next to hers, she said to me, “Notre-Dame is on fire!” There, directly overhead, was an image that was no less unbelievable than was the sight of New York’s twin-towers smoldering some eighteen years ago.
As the day played itself out, we, collectively, slowly but surely, lost one of civilization’s most precious icons. Notre-Dame de Paris has exemplified, for over nine-hundred years and many generations, what humans can accomplish by setting their sights beyond existing horizons…and working together on a common cause.
These past few weeks, my wife and I have been busily reorganizing our household with an eye to streamlining and simplifying our future lives. This has entailed going through the myriad of memories preserved over our lifetimes, memories residing on bookshelves and within file cabinets. Accordingly, the house is currently a mess, with papers, files, and “stuff” scattered all over.
Why This One?
Slowly, but surely, we have discarded “stuff” and consolidated storage for all the rest. There was one item whose future fate I had not yet been able to determine: “Shall I keep this or not, and if I do keep it, where will I put it?”
“It” is a travel guidebook from 1975 with illustrations and information on Notre-Dame de Paris. Two days ago, with a sense of frustration and after hours of difficult mental verdicts on so much “stuff,” I laid the book on our living room end-table: “Fate to be determined, later,” I thought to myself. And then yesterday happened. Yesterday, I took these pictures, as well.
We had been to Paris as a family in 1994, and we acquired this little book at the very same time indelible and precious memories of Notre-Dame de Paris were being formed. I will find a good, safe place for this little book as we all grieve for our loss in far-away Paris, the City of Light.