This time last year, I was out in a bar in the 10th arrondissement of Paris helping to celebrate a friend's birthday. Together my girlfriends and I sat and laughed and shared a cocktail or two. As my apartment was only a 10 minute walk away, I headed home by foot at around 9:30pm, due to be up at the Trocadéro for a sunrise session the next morning. Within minutes of leaving I got a call from the birthday girl herself warning me of the breaking news and to please stay safe on the streets. Little did we all know at that point the extent of the tragedy that would unfold that evening. From the safety of our lounge room my boyfriend and I anxiously witnessed footage of the horror that continued into the night.
In the days that followed, Paris was struck with an unbearable sadness. So many lives had been lost. How would the city even begin to move forward? The answer was clear - we would pay our respects to the victims of November the 13th by embracing life and each other more now than ever before, because THAT is how you fight in the war against terror.
One year on, we have not forgotten them. One year on, we are not afraid. One year on, we still chose to see the light, even in the darkest of days.