Sometimes in life, you need a dart, a dart board and some courage. The board is there to make the final decision. Your only requirement is to throw the dart. There are a myriad of options why one never throws the dart. There are limits to our logic. Most of the time we spend holding […]

Several years ago my husband, my daughter and I did a road trip from Vancouver Island to Ottawa to visit family. We made the decision to drive back to the west coast through the States, a drive that I had never done.  It was a pleasant drive for the most part, until we reached South […]

The smiles are wide here.  They are full of hope and filled with laughter.  This, I learned at a traditional Sardinian family gathering.  There were twenty-one Sards, one Italian and one Canadian at this festival held a few mountains over from ours.  From the moment we entered the door with our ‘permesso,’ the radiant smiles never […]

It’s a typically slow, freezing-cold January night, and she’s already been working four hours into her usual four table section in a five hundred seat restaurant. Eleven foot tall windows outline fifty percent of the dining room and with arms stretched out wide she has a spectacular view of Niagara Falls. She never tires of the […]

Two months ago a bat entered the house and has taken residence ever since. She swoops, squeaks and flies circles around our heads, nightly. She came crashing down while we were having a dinner party, much to the amusement of our party guests, I’m sure! My husband quickly picked her up with a tea towel […]

Why did I decide to start a new blog? The answer is easy – the short stories I have written and published on My Sardinian Life are not getting the traffic nor readership I had hoped for. People come to My Sardinian Life to read about Sardinia – not my adventures in Brazil, Australia or Greece, with that in […]

***This post was originally written as a guest post for The Blissful Adventurer while he was busy gallivanting in Italy earlier this year. “Mom, I’m moving to Australia for a year.” “But … where will you go? What will you do? Where will you live? How will you make money?” my mother asked in her usual motherly […]