Last I left you, I was moving to Africa. Well, that changed and as of today, I’ve moved my booty to Paris, France and will be spending the next year of my life as an au pair. Not gonna lie, I was terrified about the prospect of things going awry and up until 12 hours ago my anxiety was through the roof over it.
But that all changed when I walked through the gate exit after my flight into Paris. As I’m rolling my overstuffed suitcase and duffel bag through the doors, the first thing I see is a little blonde haired boy holding up a sign reading, “Megan Suddarth,” in the middle of a sea of people all by himself. I immediately become ecstatic over realizing this is my little A and start to scream. The next thing I know, the rest of the family is jumping up from their seats off to the side on a bench and rushing toward me. I’m immediately engulfed in smiles and hugs and kisses and at that moment I knew everything would be okay. The S family welcomed me in with open arms the instant their eyes landed on me and I’ve felt loved all day.
After leaving the airport, we spent the rest of the day getting me settled, eating and exploring. Hours walking down the Seine and seeing the beauty of Paris all over again was wonderful. I’ve had the most perfect first day back in France and know that I’ve made the right decision about what I’m doing in my life at this moment. I can’t wait to see what this next year brings and look forward to taking advantage of all of the opportunities that God has already blessed me with.
So, as I lay in bed, eyes half closed, I can’t help but smile over how wonderful this next year will be for this American girl living in Paris.