It’s been a while since I’ve written something personal or anything at all for that matter. Maybe I had so much to say that choosing silence was then the only decent option, maybe my life hasn’t been quite journal worthy to anyone but myself… or maybe an event shrouded my inspiration, desire and creativity.

And so that’s life: a rite of passage. Much has happened in the last months, between personal issues, health matters and last but not least, the death of one of my beloved dogs, Olive. She died only days before my return home from Denmark…

I needed time to fight my battles as I’m not the type of person to push dirt under the carpet, pretend that it’s not there or that it would disappear by magic. I ask questions and search for answers. Understanding means progression not regression. It’s primordial to me, even if I’d be hurt in the process.

To those who wonder if Per and I are still together, the answer is yes. Love is not always a canopy of starry nights and roses, a bounty of sweetness filled with honey. Love can hurt and be messy... We continue to learn, like about everything else in life.

As you have probably guessed by now, I’ve been doing a lot of “looking” at extremes directions, high in the gray sky and deep into me. Some would just call it an introspective phase. I’d leave the technical terms out if you don’t mind: confusion is already my middle name, no need to amplify it…

Finally, it’s true that difficult situations could be avoided only if…but ‘ifs’ often come with options. Sometimes we are given none. In spite of it, today I’ve offered myself the privilege of a choice.

It’s time to open a new door and to breathe.

I am truly blessed to have special and caring friends... In their own words, which have given me light and comfort when most needed:


"that battle is worth a fight until there is nothing left to give." William

"Les rêves bercent les nuits des hommes et les emmènent par delà l'horizon. Le coeur parfois illuminé d'amours inassouvies, d'étreintes trop vite évanouies. Chacune est tout à la fois un joyeau et une blessure." Erwan

and those who took the time to leave a message in my previous journal, here and there...

To all, you have touched my heart. Thank you...

Olive, the sweetest. She never stopped being a puppy...

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