I think I'm falling for you...Paris

Now I understand why they call Paris the city of love.

I know, it's such a cliché...but let me tell you something: Paris is not called the city of love because you go there and see couples everywhere, or because you go there and find the love of your life, now don't get me wrong, that can happen, but before I went there I had the idea that people were calling it that way because of those things.

After I went there I changed my mind, completely. It is indeed the city of love but you know why? Because you fall in love with every little thing that you see there. You feel happy, you feel complete. Paris makes you fall in love with him, it makes you forget about every little worry that you ever had. It makes you so happy, that you can sheer a tear out of pure happiness. That's what Paris has done with me and honestly I would let him do it again and again, until I'm no longer surprised that a city can make you feel like that.

Of course, there are things that I don't like about it but no one's perfect and like in any other healthy relationship I accepted that he has some flaws and then tried to ignore them (I really don't know if that's how a healthy relationship works but you know what I mean). So back to what I was saying, it wasn't exactly love at first sight because when I saw him for the first time I was really angry as I couldn't find my accommodation and ignored the fact that I was seeing him for the first time after months of stalking on the internet and I don't think it was for him either as I looked atrocious after a night of no sleep from the journey, but it was love.

The first time I realized I was in love with him was actually at the end of my trip, in a really random moment. I was in the metro (how the French call it) and after a day of running around the little streets of Paris and eating macarons like I had never tasted sweets before (honestly I don't know how they cook those things, you will never taste a better macaron than the ones for Madame Laudree) I got in the metro at time to go to Montmartre and that was pretty much about it, I was hooked. I think that was one of the happiest moments of my life, I was feeling like nothing or no one could take that away from me...and then he surprised me again.

In the metro someone started singing and it wasn't one of those regular songs that people sing just because they're bored and want to get some money, the person who was singing it put his soul into that song and it was so beautiful. It was like someone took my heart, kissed it with such love and then put it back where it belonged and I know who did all that. Paris. He made me cry of happiness. It was such a weird feeling, such a rush. All those elements, running on those little streets, eating the macarons, listening to that beautiful music, all of that made me feel like I was... I don't even know how but I think that's the way pure happiness feels like.

What's love got to do with it? The Obamas

For centuries now, love and power have been two things that were either in contradictory or connected, making those who possessed these two an accomplished individual. On January the 10th 2017, President Obama has sustained his farewell speech, he tackled topics ranging from the economy to marriage equality, but the pick of his speech was for sure the moment when he acknowledged his wife, Michelle Obama as the role model she was the years during her time as the First Lady. "For the past 25 years you have not only been my wife and the mother of my children, you have been my best friend" said President Obama as he began to well up with tears.

Through the years the couple has impressed everyone with their strong relationship. Sometimes love is underrated when talking about politicians, it isn't in everyone's interest to learn about the personal matters of those who run the country but when you think about it, one could not function properly if not for the support of his loved ones, especially when you carry the future of your country on your shoulders. You need someone who can be there for you at all times, someone who is trustworthy and supportive, you need someone with whom you can build a team and in my opinion the Obamas were one of the best teams that America has seen. So my questions are: Can love give you power? Or make you weaker? Well, I go with the second option. An individual as strong as he is on his own, once he is a team he can conquer everything.

As president Barrack Obama has proved, one cannot be weaken by being open about what he feels. For the past eight years, the president wasn't afraid or embarrassed to show emotion to billions of individuals. For example when he announced executive action on gun control and recalled the Newtown massacre or when remembering his grandmother who died two days before he was elected in 2008, the president acted as an ordinary human being, showing us that vulnerability is not always a weakness.

The President and the First Lady are not called a power couple for nothing, in eight years they managed to overcome any bump in the road and succeeded in showing us how two individuals can become one. The couple has benefited from the support and trust from all over the world and as their time as the First Family ended numerous people showed how much they're going to miss the Obamas.

Love and politics don't have much in common but when you think about it, everything is connected so it would make sense that these two important things would share some particularities and from what I've noticed President Obama and his wife, Michelle, managed to combine these two in such a way that made every American proud to have them as President and First Lady.