My father left Europe as a teenager and became an American citizen; however, France was never far from memory.
I share the same uncommon surname as distant relatives who still live in Paris. We are part of a different branch of our sprawling family tree. We don’t know each other, but I send hope for peace and safety.
Prayers of strength to the people of dear, beautiful Paris – home of my ancestors. Home of many who are in pain. You are strong.