I have struggled to write about the Paris attacks, as I am still struggling to believe that they happened.
I want to write a love letter to Paris, but that would take the rest of my life and then some.
I am so troubled by the unrest, and the growing anti-semitism.
I always feel so safe and happy in Paris, and my heart is broken that so many innocent people lost their lives and that so many families were destroyed.
There is nothing like stepping off of the train at the crossing of the Blvds St. Michel and St. Germain for me and being back in one of my favorite cities.
Here are a few shots that speak for themselves.
