I always wanted to live and work in Paris.

I had done the London thing and this time I wanted to do it all again in Paris. I wrote on my fridge memo magnet board the word “Paris”. I visualized Paris and going there so bad. I emailed the French agencies but they were no good, so I went to London to see if I could start there first.

After 3 months of looking for work I found a job. It wasn’t in Paris, however, the child I will be looking after is named Paris.

I knew it was a sign as soon as I knew the child’s name that I would get this job.

I hope one day I will get to Paris, I just have to keep believing that I will.