Once upon a time, a 9 year-old girl got tired of waiting in a line to climb the towers of Notre Dame. She sat by the door of the cathedral, next to a sill that had been worn down by countless thousands of feet in the 800 years of the church’s history. With her finger, she traced how to get from Point A to Point B in the Paris A to Z guide. Today, that same curiosity and focus has brought her to more than Point B. When she studied at Science Po in Paris, the cathedral was practically in her backyard. She’s become trilingual. She volunteers as a tutor at a program for ex-inmates. She’s heading off to Michigan in a few months to start a double PhD in Economics and Social Policy. She’s my daughter, and I’m tremendously proud of her.
Today’s expression, un rêve éveillé (uhn rev ay-vay-ay) means a daydream. She’s loved maps and globes for as long as I can remember. From daydreams of Paris while a young girl, Laurien now has the whole world before her. I hope that all her dreams come true – or at least enough of them for a full and happy life.