paix & prières & a post for Paris

11.16.2015

In light of the attacks in Paris, I didn't want to wait any longer before posting this in dedication to a city that I--like many, many others--love. It has sat in my drafts for some weeks now as I've had recurring thoughts on my time spent there. Since it's been a work in progress prior to the attacks, the tone and mood of the content by no means reflect the weight of the tragedy that took place there last week. Still, it's a small way to reflect on the big part the city has played in my life. So, without further ado...

You may recall my trip to Paris last summer. What I failed to mention is that I packed all the wrong things. I discovered fairly quickly that not only is Texas bigger than France, it's also much, much warmer. My suitcase was stocked with several new sweaters and scarves upon my return, and I'm happy to report that over a year later, these items are still on heavy rotation. I've worn through a fitted white tee from a store I can't remember the name of; there's a lightweight Zara scarf I wrap around my shoulders at work once a week, if not twice; and, a black top with leather sleeves from another chain has become this year's fall's favorite transition top to throw on.

What seemed like nothing special in the stores--just solutions to my packing oversights--turned out to be everyday staples. I'll be the first to raise my hand in recognizing that the French have that certain "je ne sais quoi" when it comes to style: chic but simple, effortless but elegant. After people watching on the streets, perhaps I picked pieces out with that sense of style in mind, so they have naturally withstood the test of time. What's more likely, though, is that their permanent place in my closet reflects the permanent place Paris holds in my heart. In other words, the sentiment of the city reigns supreme.

That's why I rested a Paris metro map on my desk at home with Post-its pointing out the places where memories never to be forgotten were made. That's also why I'll always pick the croissant at a pastry window as the taste takes me back to the sweet smell of morning walks. And that's why I loved watching Sabrina for the first time, finding out she was the first to utter the phrase, "Paris is always a good idea."

In a world full of things, our possessions tied to the places and people we love will always outshine the other stuff. Paris, you've spread good 'round the world. Prayers for you, your people and a state of peace are being sent back.

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