The Ballerina in me

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up? The dream was always to be a dancer. I’ve always loved to dance and at age four, my parents sent me to my first Ballet class. I fell in love with the art form, from my very first lesson and dreamed... Continue Reading →

2 years later… another letter to daddy

2 years later, it hasn’t gotten an easier. I still struggle to accept the fact that I can’t pick up the phone and hear his voice whenever I need a little advice. I’m not sure if it will ever get easier. I still haven’t learnt how to live without my king. So here’s one more letter with all that I wish I could tell daddy right now.

Sisterly bonds in unexpected places

This one's for the girls Sometimes we meet people in life who leave permanent marks on our hearts, and we can meet them in the least expected moments and places. It is then so much harder to say goodbye when it’s time for them to move on to embark on a new adventure. This might... Continue Reading →

Two years from the week that changed our lives

This week two years ago was the happiest and scariest week of my life. We had the first performance of 'The Addams Family', but we also received news of dad's aneurysm and Malta's first COVID-19 case. The past two years have literally been life altering, but I believe that I've really grown from these experiences.

Making small moments count

As we’ve already established, I celebrated my birthday this week (and the 10th survival anniversary, for those of you who haven’t read about that yet). I have been lucky enough to grow up enjoying quite ‘elaborate’ celebrations for my birthday. I am always on the lookout for occasions to ‘celebrate’ - throw a party, host... Continue Reading →

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