01/04/2026
Where to begin with a most wonderful Parisian adventure?
This particular journey began on a cold January day, after deciding that in this year of 25 acts of kindness dedicated to my mum’s memory (in recognition of it turning a quarter century since she died), it really must begin with something for my dad. A true inspiration and the parent any one would be lucky to have, especially when one of the people you loved most is no longer here.
But this was no simple matter of booking a flight or train ticket along with some accommodation. My dad, in all his 70+ years on the planet, has never been abroad and so we had to begin from scratch, with the aforementioned act number one involving me helping sort out his passport.
Less than four months later, here we found ourselves in unfamiliar territory in more ways than one, especially him, with a fair amount of Risking on Purpose involved for at least one of us. Nevertheless, side by side we navigated the unknowns together, overcame the challenges and enjoyed the highlights. Much as he has helped me to do in those intervening two and a bit decades, as my life has continued to be influenced and shaped by my mum’s absence and my grief for her.
Yesterday I stood in Notre Dame and had the opportunity to light a candle. It felt a very special moment to have my mum with us on this trip and acknowledge quietly that thanks to her we were able to share these unforgettable times.