Dream big. It’s the defining message for this issue, and it’s the boldest and biggest line on our cover. It’s also a sentiment that now resonates with an added poignancy for me. We were in the middle of writing cover lines when I started to receive text messages from my husband, David, about the horrific events unfolding in Paris: “A gunman opened fire at Le Petit Cambodge restaurant in the capital’s 11th district,” he wrote. “There has been a reported explosion near Stade de France and hostages taken at a Paris theatre.” It seemed unfathomable. I reread his text messages, grappling to understand what was happening. To be confronted with such evil is profoundly chilling. Only six weeks ago, I had been in that city of dreams to attend Fashion Week. Our friends live in the 11th district, so the streets—and the convivial scene—are so familiar. One of ELLE Canada’s long-standing writers, Clara Young, also lives within blocks of where the carnage took place. In one of our email exchanges in the days after the massacre, I asked her what her “big dream” is for her family and her city. “I think at this point we are still not there in terms of dreaming,” she said. “It might be a little melodramatic, but it would be more accurate to say we are about living right now. Just because things are so fraught. The edge will come off, but at the same time, it’s in the back of our minds that this is probably when another attack could happen. These attacks were very different from Charlie Hebdo because they didn’t have a specific target. In the first instance, they had a vendetta against the magazine and we were only involved in the abstract debate. These new attacks, however, really do just target us.” Thankfully, Clara’s family was spared, but the nephew of one of her good friends had just proposed to his girlfriend at Le Petit Cambodge before she was killed, and a classmate of her youngest daughter was at the concert at Le Bataclan and had to crawl through dead bodies to escape. Another story of survival from Le Bataclan—which went viral after it was posted on Facebook—also moved me. In her evocative post, Isobel Bowdery recounted what it was like to live through the massacre. “Dozens of people were shot right in front of me,” she wrote. “Pools of blood filled the floor. Cries of grown men who held their girlfriends’ dead bodies pierced the small music venue. Futures demolished, families heartbroken.... Last night, the lives of many were forever changed, and it is up to us to be better people. To live lives that the innocent victims of this tragedy dreamt about but sadly will now never be able to fulfil.” So, in honour of those who died in Paris and elsewhere—or whose lives have been changed forever by acts of terrorism—dare to dream big. Imagine a world where our differences are a source of curiosity and inspiration and where our hearts remain open to all those in need.