people and places

Over three years ago I moved to Paris, knowing only one person, my Italian. Him being the reason for my move. I tried not to focus too much on the active social life I left behind in NYC, or even whether I would find another one. I felt confident in my path and though I dearly missed my friends those first years (and still do), I enjoyed the time we shared with Paris as our sole companion.

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Last week, in planning a surprise birthday party for my Italian, I realized how full our lives have become. Not simply with frivolous goings on in the form of gallery openings and happy hours (though we enjoy our share of those too), but with quality time spent with people we admire and appreciate, our friends. I consider myself lucky in this regard, building friendships that last through time and travels. After all, is not the place where we live (though Paris is indeed one of the most beautiful), but it is the people with whom we share this life. That is where true happiness lies.

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Thank you dear friends (and readers) for being part of this journey!

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15 Comments

  1. Ann May 8, 2013

    What a lovely group of smiling faces. Thanks for the reminder that life is rich!


  2. Lil May 9, 2013

    What wonderful happy photos and yes, indeed our lives are enriched by the people we share it with. Have a lovely trip to Istanbul!


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      Thank you Lilian! Istanbul was wonderful!


  3. Mary Fox May 9, 2013

    Here, here!! I’m still new to Paris, but I’ve been blown away by how much easier it was to make friends in Paris than I had anticipated. It looks like the two of you are surrounded by a great group.

    Enjoy the long weekend!


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      Mary, I feel very lucky indeed to have made such meaningful friendships in Paris. I do believe that is what makes a place feel like home. Glad you too are enjoying the experience!


  4. Daisy de Plume May 12, 2013

    And I consider myself lucky to have you and your Italian in our lives, just 8 minutes by foot. Don’t know what I’d do without you, my lovely. Imagine you’re having a ball in good old ‘Stamboul. Lunch when we’re back, for all the stories we’ve missed!


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      My dear, much to share… soon! I too feel immensely grateful to have you so close!


  5. Andi May 14, 2013

    I really enjoyed the photos you had on Instagram and Facebook of your Italian’s surprise party, he (and you) look really happy!


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      Thanks Andi, it was a fabulous night! (And I managed to pull off the surprise!)


  6. susan May 15, 2013

    So lovely…happy (belated) birthday to your Italian!


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      Many thanks Susan!


  7. Diamond Troutman May 16, 2013

    Bonjour Kasia,
    What a heartfelt note! Thank you for sharing this intimate insight into your life with us, your followers! You are most surely surrounded by a group of friends [and fellow francophiles] that wish nothing but happiness and happy travels. 🙂

    Amicalement,
    Diamond Troutman, “Une Parisienne aux USA”


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      I do feel very lucky! Thank you for your lovely wishes, Diamond!


  8. tippy May 18, 2013

    moving from newyork to paris is hard. I totally agree with you. Both of them are beautiful cities with their own uniqueness

    xx
    tippy


    • Kasia May 19, 2013

      Forever between the two… the key is to enjoy what is.


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