Finding my optimistic place in a realists world.
Okay, I think my MacBook Air is soon entering retirement. The battery just dropped by 6% in a matter of two minutes. I guess that is what happens after seven years of faithful service. It’s a foggy, November morning and I’m baking apples with cinnamon for breakfast. A bit of a usual breakfast for me,…
It’s a balmy Wednesday evening I’m sitting outside with the curious case of wanting nothing and something at the same time. A part of me would like to me amongst a group of friends, talking, having a drink. This is the something. The other part of me feels tired by the idea of being in…
At some point throughout today I had the thought: I want to age like wine. Slow, steady and full of body. I want to offer myself to this life as a nice glass of red wine that is drunk slow and steady. Instead of as a tequila shot that burns going down to later be…
Not sure there is a point, but maybe that is the point? Why do we do what we do? Like sign up for a Substack account without really understanding how it works. It’s like getting in a rental car and driving off without fully understanding what all the buttons do around the steering wheel. True…
Writing part I of my 10 Years Later reflections was so easy. Talking about my experience of leaving Utah felt like a natural flow. Trying to encompass everything of actually living in Switzerland? Not so easy. I’ve literally spent the last 4 days trying to write part II and 14 revisions later, I realised it’s…
It was the morning of April 26th, 2009 when I woke up for the last time calling Springville, Utah my home. I have flashes of frantic last minute suitcase cramming. Wondering if I had packed all the necessary items to start my new life. Trying to pack up your life in three suitcases is no…
Guess who’s back? Back again? Pamela’s back. Tell a friend. *Cue in Eminem rapping* Hi there. It’s been awhile since I have blogged. But you know, life got really really busy and really overwhelming. I was finishing up a full time working contract and trying to get www.teeshie.com going. Teeshie is my t-shirt brand. The…
I have spent the last 48 hours in a small town in Croatia. My husband’s grandmother passed away and we attended her funeral on Tuesday. It was a bitter sweet moment because she was the last parent to go for my father-in-law. The grandfather passed away almost 4 years ago and in a way, we…
