This necklace was a symbol. It not only symbolizes the rose windows of Notre Dame.”; but furthermore. It was stolen by the thieves together with a lot of memories 1,5 years ago.
Memoires were stolen but thanks god, memories stay.
Working for a French company for years, I felt in love with the rose Windows and started vlslting Notre Dame each time I visited Paris. In one of those visits, my daughter and husband joined me. Only two weeks following our vacation was my birthday. And, my birthday present was this marvelous necklace that made me cry; being so surprised and touched by heart having them arranged such a present and keeping this as a secret until my birthday.
Whenever I recall that robbery, this is one of the first few that I remember and my heart aches.
Today I feel a different ache, with a lot of appreciation and gratitude, I feel sorrow.
I appreciate the gifts , the feelings that I left through this very speacial monument; and I bow my gratitudes.
I remember the fire in Haydarpasa , and I feel sorrow.
This heritage belongs to us all and thus. Whatever is burning, it is us that is burning.
I am here, I see u#collective#heritage#weshare#mupics#sorryforourloss#inlakesh#alakin#paris#istanbul#world#universe#iledefrance