I'm sitting in the plane in Paris waiting to fly back to Chicago. I feel like I have a permanent smile programmed into my brain and displayed on my face I could not have envisioned a more enjoyable week. The days were spent walking around the town of Francville, scrubbing the cold room in the kitchen, lounging in the afternoon sun on the beach and eating copious amounts of French cuisine. Watching Claira navigate a new language and develop lifelong friendships with such wonderful people makes me so humble. How do I deserve such joy? How can any one person be so blessed? My gratitude for those that have shaped and molded Claira into the young woman she is today has no end. I dare not try to list the family, friends and teachers for fear of forgetting someone. Please know that I hear your words of wisdom in her reflections, I see the joy you have shared with her in her eyes, and I feel the confidence brought forth through a deep sense of peace in her smile. I am counting the days until I hold her again.
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