Here I am in Paris. I arrived last night and went straight to my hotel. The flights were taxing to say the least. But I am here now and pondering why I wanted to come so much.
I just went for a walk around and found a cafe called Villa da Andrea villadaandrea.com. I thought that was a sign so went there for lunch. While there, it struck me what this trip is about. I am not in a hospital ward, I do not have a vein in my hand and I do not have cancer anymore. I am in Paris and I am okay. And there will be other good things in my future. This trip is about getting back out in to life and realising that my life is starting again. There can and will be more good things!