My husband shot a moose – from a vegeterian wife…
It is 2:30 am. I just woke up from a terrible nightmare. You know, the ones that haunt you even after you are wide awake. I started to analyze this nightmare and of course, the dead and decapitated body of my dream was obviously that of the moose that my husband had just hunted the …
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Book «Partir pour mieux revenir» now for sale!
When I was little, I had a dream of writing a book. But I didn’t have much to say … Then 4 years ago, just a few days ago (September 29, 2016 – to be exact!), we set sail for the first time. The wind behind our back, towards a whole new adventure, a whole …
What if we were all mourning?
Mourning is never easy. Read When one day turn into a nightmare. The loss of a loved one, the loss of a pet, an accident, an illness, the loss of autonomy, a status quo, a great upheaval that occurs, is always difficult. The heart is torn. There is a wound. There is distress. There is …
When one day turn into a nightmare…
When the world announced a pandemic, my first reaction was fear. Fear of running out of work, running out of food, running out of money. To no longer be able to pay my bills, to take care of my children, to lose my house, to lose my financial investments, to lose my dignity once again… …
I wrote a book!!!!!!
The best way I found to help me “get back to earth” and counter the “blues” of the return was to write. Write our adventure from A to Z, reviving every piece of the journey. By reviving each emotion, each place, each crossing, each culture, without filter and without censorship! Result? I wrote a book …
A dizziness that fades slowly …
Thank you for your support. Thank you for your shares. Thank you for your understanding. I felt loved, surrounded, understood following my last blog. Above all, I realized that I’m not alone in having moments of vertigo … You do not have to go sailing for years to question yourself. To (re) establish priorities, personal …
What does my heart says?
We have just had supper, the children sleep, we are sipping a drink. We are listening to good music, we talk, we relax. And now Xavier Rudd sings loudly: “What does your heart say?` … I stop, I ask myself and I cry gently … My heart is relieved … finally! But what does my …