Author of Beneath A Borrowed Sky – One woman’s search for the true meaning of home
Wandering why?
HOME ISN’T A PLACE. IT’S A STORY WE CARRY.
I have spent my life crossing borders.
Born on the Caribbean island of St. Kitts & Nevis, my childhood took me from Bordeaux, France, to Kinshasa and Lubumbashi in the Democratic Republic of Congo (formerly Zaire), and Abidjan in Côte d’Ivoire, before boarding school in the UK.
I’m a third-generation global nomad who has now lived in 15 countries and 21 cities. I speak English, French and Italian fluently and have learned four other languages along the way. I’ve travelled to more than 50 countries, but my greatest journey has been understanding what it truly means to belong.
For me, home has never been one place. It’s something we create, something we carry, and something we find in the people, memories and stories that shape us.
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THE BLOG
In this blog I will attempt to convey the joys and the trials and tribulations of being a global nomad, by writing short stories or more like snippets in time from my past, experiences I’ve had during my travels, stories about my international family and their colorful and interesting history.
The Shaping of a Global Identity
Most people identify with one place as home; the place they were born, where they grew up and occasionally stayed on into adult life. “Where are you...
A close call – Zambia: Part 3
Road trips were an occurring theme during my childhood. Despite the trials and tribulations that came with living in hardship countries, my parents...
Security, dagga and camo – Zambia: Part 2
Wellie was put to sleep a few days later. It was one of the hardest things we have ever had to do. In a quick phone call, due to Wellie’s...
Zambia – Part 1 – Wellington
Each time we moved I would get butterflies in my stomach, anticipating the excitement and adventure of discovering a new place we would call home. I...
A perfect day
Coasting along the Ébrié lagoon, we passed by the local villagers in their long wooden boats, casting their nets for the first catch of the day....
The Trip to Assinie – Part 2
(Continued from Assinie part 1 posted on 3/18/19) Sam age 10 on the lagoon, Assinie Sam age 11 waterskiing, Assinie Dad and I walked quickly to the...
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