Because there are problems all over the world and through the storms come the brightest skies.
After returning from Paris last spring I set off to write a flurry of posts about all the glorious things I saw in Paris. One that stumped me however was about the Bataclan nightclub. I didn’t know how to write about it. We visited and saw that it was boarded up and gated. We stood for a time in the pretty little park across the street observing the theater, the same place all of the press people stood for so many days. I kept putting off writing about it and it kept nagging at me. The incident that took place there made me sad and I could never find the words to respectfully write about it. Further terror attacks plagued France and made it even harder for me to write about it.
Well, it has been a year, and I saw in the news that Sting will be re-opening…
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