Even as someone fluent in three other languages, learning French shook me. It wasn’t about vocabulary or grammar — it was about self-doubt, visibility, and fear of failure. This is about the slow, imperfect progress we often dismiss, but should absolutely celebrate. 💬💛

They rode off into the village night for fries. Got lost. Looped a roundabout four times. Came back laughing — wet nuggets and all.