Letter 1 - A new chapter !

Dear you,

Today, I turn 35. And today is also the day I share this blog.

A year ago, I told my family and friends that I was moving to Norway.

Some were intrigued, some excited, others happy but surprised… It was a mix of many feelings.

I remember exactly the moment I made the decision to start fresh.

I was spending the weekend with my friend Léa in Lausanne.

The morning was bright and beautiful, so we decided to go for a swim in the lake.

With coffee in hand, we sat by the water.

I thought to myself: what a gift to experience this.

The light was magical. Nearby, a group had just finished a yoga class facing the lake.

We spent the whole morning swimming, chatting, simply soaking in the beauty of the place.

Before leaving for Lyon, I went for one last swim. In the middle of the water, with the mountains in front of me, I felt at peace. Truly at peace !

And that’s when it became clear: I needed a quieter life, closer to nature. I needed that serenity, for myself and for my mental health, which had been through a lot in recent years.

Of course, I know how lucky I am. In today’s world, not everyone has the freedom to make such a choice. I’m deeply aware of the privilege of living in Europe, where new paths can sometimes be chosen.

The year before, I had travelled to Norway with my family. We stayed near Trondheim, on a fishing trip and it was love at first sight for all of us. (My brothers already knew the country and I had visited Oslo before.)

I remember joking with my sister-in-law at a gas station while returning the rental car: “Let’s move here and start a little business!” We laughed, but deep down, that feeling of peace in Norway was real.

So I asked myself: should I go back to Switzerland, a country I already knew and where I had lived for seven years ? Or should I take a leap into the unknown and move to Norway, this country I barely knew but had fallen for ?

The answer came quickly. Norway ! Quieter, closer to nature and with even fewer people (but yes, I do love people ahah !).

I began sharing my decision with my brothers, my family, my friends… and everything started to fall into place.

I didn’t want this to remain just words. So I gave myself a date. 2025. A turning point, a promise. At first, I thought I’d find a remote job, but months went by without much success. It’s not easy to get hired abroad, unless you’re highly specialised.

So, at the end of 2024, I made it official : I would move on April 1st, a very special date. 🙏 And I made myself another promise : 2025 would be a beautiful year. No matter what. A year where I would embrace the positive, whatever life may bring. ✨

With love,

Camille