To say I’m excited would be an understatement.
Yes… going to Paris is going to be great, and definitely cause for gratitude and excitement.
But, it’s more than that for me. It’s my second chance. A take 2, and a much needed do-over.
You see, although I was recently in Paris, it wasn’t by choice, and it certainly wasn’t a “vacation”. At the time, Ben’s father and I were in court in France- something that makes me sound 100% cooler than I actually am. But it was being in court that required me to physically “be” in France for a mandatory mediation appointment.
Family court is ugly. Anyone that says otherwise is lying. So going back to France for this made things… complicated.
I remember returning to the United States after the trip, and being asked by friendly acquaintances how my vacation was. Knowing they meant well, I struggled to find the right way to answer. Because in truth, it wasn’t great. It brought up a lot of anger, hurt, and resentment for what happened in France. But, nobody wants to hear you complain about a trip to Paris. So, I’d try my best to give a short, diplomatic answer. Sometimes it worked. Other times it didn’t. And after a while, I stopped having to answer the question altogether.
But I think that’s what I’m most excited for this time. That, when people ask how Paris was, I’ll have something good to say in return. That this time, it is a vacation with my family. And that we’re taking Ben back to his other country for the first time- something I have been dreaming about for years.
And that? It makes up for everything.