I am sitting in an apartment in Paris, looking out at the Seine, on the I’le de la Cite (minus the accent marks). I am still trying to take in my good luck. A few years ago, I felt that though I was grateful for many things, trips to Paris and soon Sweden, and recently London and Dublin, San Francisco and LA, and finding work that I love, and working with people I genuinely like and respect, and having my daughter close by, and living in SoHo again surrounded by wonderful neighbors, and slowly starting to date again — I couldn’t have imagined any of that was possible. And yet….
I want to take these few moments before I leave this beautiful apartment in search of the perfect baguette and a long walk in the Luxembourg Gardens to give thanks…to take a deep breath and take all of this in.
I woke up this morning and looked out at the Place Dauphine, the beautiful little park that I can see from the bedroom. The first thing I saw was two dogs playing together in the park — one of them was a beagle. You don’t see too many beagles in Paris. I am always thrilled when I see a beagle because I think of my beloved Lucy and Lola and I give thanks for them for saving me in the most difficult times. When my mother was dying, when my family was falling apart, when I was in the middle of the horrible terrible divorce — Lucy and Lola were there, giving me unconditional love every single day. I miss them more than words can ever express. And I thank them for over 13 years of so much love and laughter.
I know that the world is always in crisis — bad news happened yesterday in Israel with the killing of three young men. And in the U.S. with the ridiculous Supreme Court ruling about birth control. But I do still believe that so much good happens every single day and we forget that in the overwhelming evidence of evil and stupidity.
So let’s take a minute and think of all that we can be grateful for and then get back to the work of changing the world.