What if we start with the end for once...

Tuesday night...April...Almost Easter weekend...The South of France...The sun has been shining for the entire day...Eating dark chocolate 85% cocoa while drinking my hot water with lemon...Listening to Radiohead "OK Computer"...

All could sound nice...even almost cool...But believe it or not, I would actually dream to be writing from the living room of my small flat in busy Brixton instead of admiring the moon and the sea from my parents' huge balcony. Am I crazy? The answer is definitely YES :)...but not only...I am also happy...and sad at the same time...emotional...sensitive...strong...very stubborn...nice...a real pain...not old...but not young anymore...confident...and sometimes not confident at all...romantic...but not "cliche" romantic...healthy and not in good health...perfectionist...too perfectionist for sure...passionate...too passionate maybe...I am it all and even more...But more than anything, right now: I am a 41 yo breast cancer patient who just finished her one-year treatments 3 weeks ago...and who is back at her parents' since the coronavirus lockdown started...also 3 weeks ago...and who wants to share with you her thoughts...her journey...her smiles...her hopes...her anguishes...her silly moments...Because if there is one thing she is now convinced about: life is a challenge...however...when you are frightened that life might end sooner than expected...you finally open your eyes and start WAKING UP...

Awakening Lilie