She’s real french girl! The QUEEN ♠

The story about Phoebe is very special. Except that was our dream to have this kind of troll at home =-)) She came to our place in the most difficult and hard time for me, what was the sickness of my mother.. so for the long time before we decided, I was searching the ads in Internet – just for fun. I was looking at the puppies for many hours, every day. My exploring had no ending! My love Jacek – I think he had enough of my questions, like: “Can we have a dog?”.

– No!

– Why? Look how sweet they are.


But. The worse and more difficult my mom’s situation was, the closer I was to getting my Phoebe. I felt that Jacek’s heart coming softer. He saw my pain and felt the same way. One day I show him one add, near to our location with the most sweetest french bulldogs puppies I’ve ever saw. “Can we go just for fun, and see them Jacek?” And he said “OK. But don’t treat this trip like that we’re going to get it!” – he said =-))


Exactly 3 years and 3 months later at the enclosed picture, she stole our hearts. (Mostly his) ;-)) kidding.

She was the medicine for all bad things at that time. Biggest emotional support I had. Thanks to Jacek. When the words are not enough. Taking care of Phoebe was absorbing enough.

All of you who have or had the dog, know what kind of love it is. What a big support in many kind of life situation. No matter what happens, they are stand of us. Unconditional. Always. There is no other warmer and furry hug than this from your dog =-))

At last I need to say, that if I would not be the owner of the French bulldog by myself, I will never believed how active and cheeky they can be. It is a volcano of energy, a sensitive and positive being. Spread the confusion and joy at home.

Sky stalker

Sky stalker
fot. Dorota Orlowska, Sanadefjord centre from window view

I’m staring the sky. Everyday. I’m watching like a guard. Clouds guard. 🙂 This is my addiction. I’m analyzing where they come from, what kind they are, what weather they’ll bring, what mood will give? Read the sky like a book. And then came the time when I start photographer them. If I don’t have camera with me I use just phone. No matter if I’m driving a car, walking with son, going on shopping, sitting at work front of window, cleaning my house . . I’ve never pass indifferently. And I realized about that quite recently. I’m “sky stalker” – for many reasons.

It’s beautiful, calming, gives you nice background for thinking. For me it’s also private connection with something or someone. I believe.

So it’s very special when I look up the sky, and strongly hope she’s somewhere in better place. And maybe she’s looking at us, and can see the Jakob somehow? How wonderful and special he is, how smart and intelligent, sweet and innocent, touching, funny, inspiring. . .and I wish she would be here. And regret that cannot be part of our world. And that she was late to even met him, and that also Jakob will never meet her in reality. Shame. I’ll never understand how and why that happened? So many questions without answers. Someone told me once “Does not fight with God” and that’s it. It’s like that. We need to accept it to move on.

Sometimes it’s much harder to face off your lost. If you’ve deep feeling that someone was murdered by the disease. After painful, and long battle. After strong faith that everything will be fine at the end . . . It’s extremely painful and disappointing.

Mum what I will tell him? How to find words to describe your precious and positive person you was. You was that one in a million, that everyone felt you. Warm personality, always honest and good, positive energy. You was good spirit for everyone.

So I’m staring the sky hoping you watching us and dreaming that sun is your smile.
I’m thinking and miss you every single day. Yes.

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I’m sure that for all of you, whom had experience with this subject the answer is yes.

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