Spring will come and we will once again find beauty and delight in Paris.
This is how we push against the darkness--through light, and through laughter.
We rebuild confidence through simple pleasures and ordinary moments--
Picnics along the Seine.
An afternoon at the cafe on the Boulevard St. Germain.
Lifting a glass of champagne at Cafe Ruc on Rue Saint-Honoré.
A stroll through the Tuileries.
Buying a new scarf at Printemps.
A visit to the Eiffel Tower.
Paris will always be Paris because her beauty can never be diminished.
Through the tumult of the centuries, she has remained strong and dignified--shoulders back,
and her head held up high--oh, and with perfect posture, bien sur.
This after all, is Paris, City of Light. City of Hope.