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This is a (long!) mental health awareness post. I’m not sharing this for any kind of sympathy or kudos, only to shed some light on a misunderstood topic. Before I had experienced anxiety and depression myself I really didn’t have … Continue reading →

Am learning a lot recently about embracing the moment. About taking where I am right now and celebrating all the much goodness I find there. About not always rushing through the hard times but searching within them for the treasures. … Continue reading →

With my first child who was born of me I took so much for granted. Things that I hadn’t had to work so hard for, things that just happened as I loved him since the day he was born. But … Continue reading →

What does it mean to love someone? To love my children, my husband, what does that mean? What I thought I knew about love has been stretched. Well at least some days it feels like stretching. Some days it feels … Continue reading →

One of the big attractions of our recent holiday destination was being near the sea. I love the sea. The massiveness of it, the perfectly straight horizon, the predictability of the tides, the colour, the wind, the smell. We’d been … Continue reading →

Plate spinning. You know what I’m talking about. You’ve got a to do list as long as your arm and need to be in 3 places with 3 different people all at the same time. You don’t know what to prioritise … Continue reading →

Some days are for dreaming. Some days are for looking to the future. Some days are for thinking big. Some days you’re at the bottom of the mountain looking up excited for the challenge with camera in hand to capture … Continue reading →

Living life to the full. What does that mean? Doing a load of fun stuff? Making the most of life? For me it’s about getting to the end of your life and saying, “YES! I’m glad I did that, went … Continue reading →

I was sitting down yesterday, watching the olympics (again!) and it occurred to me that I wasn’t being bugged. I wasn’t being asked to play this game or build that duplo thing. My little boy was playing. On. His. Own.  … Continue reading →