Hi Kind Stranger,

I’m Suzette!

Is it fate or simply coincidence that you’ve stumbled upon my page in this little corner of the internet? Whatever you believe—be it fate or coincidence—I like to think there’s an invisible string tying you to me 😉.

Welcome to my little corner. I hope you’ll join me as I imprint my life into this virtual space… and maybe into yours, too.

I created Pages & Paths to express myself and to share parts of me that might bring comfort or quiet joy to someone else. Just as I’ve been moved by the stories of countless faceless people, I hope my words can offer the same spark to others: to reflect, to pause, and to feel less alone.

Fun fact: this isn’t the first time I made a blog. I once wrote this on the homepage of an older one:

Reading that again, I realized how caught up I was in trying hard to be understood. That’s not necessarily wrong—but it did, in a way, limit me from fully expressing the whole of who I am.

I wanted people to see my darkness, to truly see me. But now I know: just as darkness is part of my life, light is also me.

Pages & Paths is no longer just a gateway for people to understand me. It is, more importantly, a space for me to simply exist, to create, and to express. Whether people understand me or not—that’s up to you, dear stranger. 😉

Here, “Pages” are the journal entries, essays, and reflections—snapshots of my inner world.

“Paths” are the actual places I go: my travel journals, the moments I live, and the steps I take as I try to figure life out.

You’ll also find “In Between Pages,” where I’ll share poetry, short stories, book reviews, and other creative undertakings.

More than anything, I’m a solo dweller, journal keeper, a childish old soul, and someone who has always been more comfortable with written words than spoken ones. As an avid reader, I believe that storytelling especially when it’s honest and raw is a powerful way to connect.

When I’m not working, you’ll most likely find me curled up with a book, sleeping, doomscrolling ☹, daydreaming, playing with my dog, or on special occasions, at the beach or under the sea—freediving and exploring a whole other world.

If you’re someone who finds beauty in ordinary days, joy in slow living, and strength in reflection, I think you’ll feel at home here.

Still reading? Thank you.

If you’ve made it this far, then I guess it’s safe to assume: there really is a string connecting us.

And maybe, just maybe, as you take a peek through the pages of my life, you’ll come out the other side as a friend, dear stranger.

Keep swimming.

— Suzette 🤍