Belle France, je t’aime ♥

*** I was going to watch a film Friday night, when I received a ‘Guardian alert’ on my phone, mentioning some shootings across Paris. I didn’t realise the scope of these first, but out of curiosity, I reopened my computer and went onto so many different news sites, allowing me to…
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All Saints’ Day 2015

Writing this on All Saints’ Day doesn’t mean much for me, because I don’t need a sort of ‘special’ day in the year to think about my departed dad. But because it might make more sense to some of you, I thought I’d give it a go… © Photo by…
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To my dad…

It’d been days that I was waking up every morning with this pain in my chest and this grief in my heart, scared of hearing that you were gone… Now, you are. And I don’t know why some people think I could find the words for this while no else…
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Little autumn list

Leaving France has never been extremely hard for me… Leaving London, on the contrary, has always been a kind of heartbreak. It’s always been painful to me because I was leaving a part of my self behind. And once I was back in France, I did all I could to…
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