Asheville, The Paris of the South.
by Patricia Ann Alexander
Christmas in Asheville
I have feelings about Paris. Perhaps a placed I once lived. A place where I belonged.
I arrived in Asheville to take care of my big brother, a client at the Charles George VA Medical Center. For four years, once a month, we ventured deeper into the nooks and crannies of Asheville. I fell in love.
It felt good to be in Asheville. My brother was thriving and I felt as if Asheville had a spiritual pull unto me. Although, I was there to care for my ailing brother until he passed.
My brother left me a blessing. He left an inscription on my soul...return to Asheville and be happy. A place where I belong.
Alexander and Alexander.
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