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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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 trip to Assinie – Part 1
One of my favorite childhood memories was our weekly escape to Assinie from the dust, rust, and noise of Abidjan. Waves and currents from the north...
Friendship and Trust – Part 4
The pastor waited by the tub. The old lady handed me a clipboard with a white sheet of paper clipped on the front. I realized that this sweet lady,...
Friendship and Trust – Part 3
During our exchange with the pastor, the same older stooped lady who’d helped us in the hallway snuck in and stood in between us. I remember...
Friendship and Trust – Part 2
I did have 2 hours to kill. The heady feeling of having no-one else to confer with took me by surprise. Before I knew it, Miyako and I had linked...
Friendship and Trust – Part 1
After five years of happy reminiscing, it was time for me to go back. My family had lived in Tokyo for four years and for the past five years one of...
You’re not from London
Sam was looking at one of her four children playing soccer in the pouring rain. It was 7.30am. Pitch dark. Freezing cold. She was wondering to...
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