This is what I can tell you, the first time I stepped off the train at Gare du Nord in 1993 I felt like I was where I was supposed to be.
I have shared Paris with those I love. I have gone to Paris to heal. I have gone to Paris to meet friends. I have been to Paris alone. I have been to Paris with my beloved.
I have been to museums. I have been to the top of the Eiffel Tower and run down the stairs. I have been held while I cried in Notre Dame. I have broken a foot on the Pont Nuef. I have been to a Firemans Ball the night before Bastille Day. I have rejoiced at the beauty of a quiet Paris night. I have been to Paris in all seasons and can't pick a favorite.
My favorite thing to do in Paris is to walk. You cannot see Paris if you do not walk. You have to cross the bridges and stop in middle and watch the Siene flowing under you. You have to wander the tiny streets and wonder what is behind those doors. You have to walk the Champs Élysées from the Place de la Concorde to the Arc de Triomphe. You have to walk the streets of Ile St. Louis and cross over to Hotel de Ville. You have to walk the miles and miles of the Louvre and try and pick out your favorite thing. You just have to walk. I have never been more at peace than walking home with my beloved late on a winter's night after missing the last metro train from across town. It was cold and late and beautiful.
My Paris can never been taken away by a bunch of assholes with guns or bombs. My Paris will survive. My Paris will always be the place where I am supposed to be. I will always come back and walk and walk and walk.