It’s been a year, a whole year since my last entry.
As i wish life would be just as calm as a summer sea, it
wasn’t the case.
This year taught me that everything can fall apart in one
second and that it takes patience and time to build something new, something
different.
Some say it was for
the best, i might say i was never ready for it to happened.
But it did, and i lived, and i loved, and i sang, danced and
cried, and now i’m different. Myself, but different.
I became someone i think i wouldn’t, i became this woman who
can build everything from scratch and hold it together.
That is true : I am the woman of my life, no one
else’s.
And that feels good. That feels powerful.
Don’t get me wrong, i will never be a
« girl boss » because we all are anyways,
we are woman, we are
fighters and mothers.
We are here to make this earth kinder and stronger.
This year was as salty as my tears, as sweet as a kaki, as
wild as the sea.
But i found freedom, and peace in places i would have never
thought i would.
So here is to you, reading me, never forget that you have
everything in you.
You don’t have to be the strongest or the bravest, you just
have to be you, to let time works it’s magic and to live by your dreams.
Because, for sure, our dreams do come true when we really
believe in them.
Even if the path is horrible, keep going, you’ll make it.
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| Always on the road |
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| Passion porte à Montpellier |
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| Une interview pour The Archivists |
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| Le palais de Diane à Nîmes |
