The news of the fire hit me harder than I would have imagined. The world’s most iconic cathedral destroyed by fire is a tragedy for everyone. But this place has a special place in my life. It’s part of my growing-up years, part of my blood and bone.
I have so many memories of this place, the vibrant neighborhood, wandering into Shakespeare & Company, the most intriguing bookstore in the world, nestled on the left bank in view of the cathedral. The whole place fed my imagination.
I have more pictures of this place than I can count, but here are a few, hastily culled from my mismanaged photo files.
Notre Dame is always the first place I visit when I return to Paris.
I went there to mark the end of a bad marriage…
…and to celebrate the start of a wonderful new one.
My sister and I went there for her birthday one year.
I’m so glad for these memories, but it was a place I always dreamed of taking my granddaughter. I won’t post pictures of the fire–those are all over the news. Wishing peace and love to all.