Can you believe that I have been liking this Suzanne Vega’s song since it was released in 1987, and it is only today, 29 years later, that I realize what it is talking about? To my defence, though, English is not my first language and when a song is not written in French, I will … More My name is Luka
There was a time when I loved my mother. After writing this, Theresa paused and gave a glance out of the window of her bedroom. It was the end of the year and waking up that morning, earlier than usual, she felt that she had to write down the areas of her life that … More I remember when I used to love my mother
These last days, life has been throwing lemons at me, and there is no sugar left! How do I make lemonade? I remember when I used to think that I was somehow very special to God, so special that nothing bad will ever happen to me. And I had all the reasons to believe that, … More Lemons and lemonade
Of course I don’t have a ready-made answer to this daunting question that, since time immemorial, philosophy, science and religion are trying to answer to! However, everybody recognizes that the path of life is not an easy one and that pain is a large part of the experience. I like this quote from an unknown … More What is the meaning of life?
This is the kind of questions that people like to play with. And of course there is no good answer to it! How can you declare that you prefer one beloved person to the other? However, this question came up as I was discussing with high school level students and the majority of them … More Would you rather save your child or your mother?
A little migrant African girl behind barbed wire near Calais, France? So, this is what it looks like to be a human being in this Twenty First century? Erecting walls everywhere against your fellow human brothers? What is this world we are living in? You cannot “welcome all the misery in the world”? But, you can start … More What is this?
Yesterday I talked about one of the aspect of married life I don’t like and that is the unfair repartition of domestic tasks. There are several other sides of marriage that can make it unbearable and lead to divorce. But apart from domestic violence and sexual abuse, I don’t think there is any ground for … More Why I don’t believe in divorce
If I had to explain to my daughter what marriage is, I will start by stating point blank that for me the word that best describe it is: hell! My daughter sometimes asks me: Mom, did we make you go through hell? Well, you gave me my fair share of sleepless nights, for sure, but … More A few thoughts on married life
My husband sometimes thinks I am a spy because I am very peculiar with what concerns me. For instance, I have a small shredding machine in our bedroom to get rid of every piece of paper I happen to have scribbled on. I am not paranoid! I just enjoy my privacy! I don’t want my … More My husband thinks I am a spy!
I am not a prude, or at least not so much, but I hate public display of affection, a quick kiss or holding hands is fine with me, but don’t flaunt your French kissing skills in front of me. I just hate that. Public transport in Europe, and especially in France, has always been a … More French Kiss