How a British expat living in France has grown a thriving publishing enterprise, one thoughtful step at a time
By Sharon Santoni
As I sat at my New Year’s Eve table at the end of 2009, surrounded by friends and family, I was happy.
I knew that life was good—I was safe, and my family was doing well. But I could not deny there was a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. The youngest of my four children had just become a teenager, and I didn’t feel as useful as when they were little. The truth was, after being a full-time, hands-on mother for the previous 20 years—and don’t get me wrong, I loved every minute—I was bored. And being bored has never worked for me. So, as the clock struck midnight, I raised my glass of champagne and, although nobody was listening, said these words out loud: “2010 will be the year I reinvent myself.”
I was 50 years old. I had no idea what I was planning to do and honestly, had little professional experience. Around the same time, an American girlfriend sent me the link to a blog she had started. As I read her posts and discovered other interesting blogs she recommended, it felt as if the doors had been thrown open to an exciting party going on. If I wanted, I was allowed to join in.