As a traveler and young adult living in the world on her own for the first time, I’ve gotten used to saying my goodbyes. However, this hasn’t made them any easier for me. This is especially true right now in this moment, sitting in my packed up apartment and having said my goodbyes to the Au Pair family I adore and the friends I cannot imagine living my daily life without. And tomorrow (today when you all are reading this), comes the final au revoir to the city itself.
This year has been nothing short of incredible. It’s the year that I moved across the world at only 17, lived alone for the first time (in France nonetheless), and had to begin taking on the responsibilities and learning the lessons of grownup living. I figured out what I want out of the future, what kind of people I need in my life, and discovered (or rediscovered) my hobbies along the way. I will forever be thankful that I had the chance to start becoming a young adult in Paris out of all cities in the world. For that reason this city will always be an incredibly special place, a second home for me.
There was an evening last week when I was sitting with two girls I love dearly under a full moon at Ile St. Louis, watching the sun set and listening to a street artist when it suddenly all became real. Paris is truly something special, because of the beauty of the city, the changes that happened within myself while living there, the friends found along the way, and all of the memories made. I am so happy that I got to share my experience with you all this year, and just want to say thank you so much for sticking along on the ride.
I can’t wait to begin sharing my plans for next year with you all, but today I thought it was important to look back. Paris, I love you forever and always, for your summer day picnics and for the cozy halls of the Orsay on a winter day. For letting me get caught in my first true downpour in early fall, and for lifting my winter spirits when the first blossoms of spring arrived. For the hours of conversations in cafes with friends, and for the quiet nights that I sat on my kitchen counter gazing out the window into the night sky. For music filled metro rides, and a butt like I have never had before from taking all those stairs. And for making me the young, hopeful, and inspired woman I am as I leave you now. Paris, je t’aime!
And thank you to you all, my loyal readers! Here’s to all that is to come.