
About
Hi there, I'm Stacie, a writer, blogger, advocate and mother.
I am an American career-girl who was going for it in New York…
When I met a Dutch guy…. that crazy Dutch guy not only became my husband, but also changed the entire course of my life. I won’t spoil the story, or tell you what happened next. But suffice to say that up to today, I have lived in four different countries on three different continents. I have travelled to over 30 different countries and there are many, many more on my list.
I Became A Mother.
Of course, our (mis)adventure has been laced with our share of stress. We’ve suffered thru the losses of loved ones. We’ve suffered personal losses. And in February 2019, I survived a stroke. So, here I am, raising our third culture children and dealing with the aftermath of my stroke. I like to say that the things that don’t break us, give us good stories!
And An Advocate
I suffered a multitude of set-backs from my stroke. from non-fluent aphasia, agraphia, emotional regulation disorder, impaired cognitive functions, sensory integration disorder to right-sided hemiparesis.I am a shameless self-advocate. I talk about my stroke. I support others in their fight to get better. And I disagree vociferously with anyone who puts a label on recovery. Recovery is personal. Recovery should detail explicitly your wants, needs and wishes. Recovery doesn’t just mean that you are alive. Unless it does.