Visiting Paris was one of the reasons I decided to take French in high school.
It's one of the reasons my dream became becoming the US Ambassador to France.
This city holds a very special place in my heart.
My heart aches for the people of that beautiful city tonight. For the lives lost. For their loved ones left behind. For the shooting survivors. For all the people of Paris, whose lives have been torn apart this year from this tragedy so soon after recovering from the Charlie Hebdo attack in January.
It was such a beautiful sight to me to see shots of One World Trade's spire lit up in the colors of the French flag. After 9/11, a giant American flag was spread out near the Eiffel Tower. We are all one.
But you know what the beautiful part about today is?
If you're on Twitter, check out the hashtags #PorteOuverte and #strandedinUS.
Porte Ouverte is people living all over Paris opening their doors to people who can't get home for whatever reason seeking refuge from the chaos (with taxi drivers turning off their meters to get everyone where they need to go).
Stranded in US is people all over America taking in people whose France-bound flights were canceled when the French president closed the borders.
Love is greater than fear.
Light is greater than dark.