When I sit down to write my upcoming book, “The Denmark I Want to Remember”, I am often overwhelmed by emotion. There have been many moments where I have shed tears—both for the beautiful memories and the painful, difficult struggles I have survived. Writing has forced my mind to reflect deeply on my choices. We cannot change the past, but we can learn from it and pass that invaluable wisdom down to our children and to others.

This book is a deeply personal chronicle of my roots and family. It brings back so many wonderful memories of my Thai family and my grandfather, as well as my Danish grandmother, Aunt Lilly, and Uncle Ole. It explores everything my father taught me, and how I have come to understand my own mother better. Even though she shows love in her own unique way, I always fought to bring her close to my children when they were small. Today, I am so grateful that they share a beautiful, strong relationship with her.

Beyond bringing my mother closer to my children at home, our relationship grew even deeper through our travels. My mother doesn’t know how to navigate the complicated world of travel on her own, so I have often taken her with us on our journeys across Europe and back to Thailand. Traveling as three generations together is an incredible experience. She absolutely loves returning to Thailand, where she can finally immerse herself in her own culture and enjoy her favorite local Thai food again.

The story spans from my early childhood in Thailand until I moved to Denmark at nine years old, facing the massive challenge of learning an entirely unknown language and discovering how to stand on my own two feet. It follows the heartbreak of a broken marriage, and the ultimate choice to stand strong entirely alone as a single mother with my four children. I didn’t just want to take my kids on quick holiday trips; I wanted them to truly experience my birthplace. So, we packed up and lived in Thailand for six months. They returned to Denmark—the country they know and love—with a brand new language, lifelong friends, and a deep understanding of their roots.

I have always believed that the best learning happens through curiosity. You must experience life close to your own body, rather than just reading about it in school books or listening to what others tell you. By taking my children and family out into the world, my kids have become incredibly independent. Today, they are highly fluent in English and are already traveling the world on their own or with their friends. This book is the story of that survival, that culture clash, and that unconditional love.

What is the greatest life lesson you hope to pass down to the next generation? Let me know your thoughts in the comments below! 🌍❤️👇