Tag Archives: Childlessness
Are you emotionally available?
I’ve been writing this blog for eleven years and every post represents a small step on my journey of emotional maturity. I started blogging here at 40 as I confronted the reality of being a single, childless woman whose career … Continue reading
Christmas hurt and Christmas presence
It’s that time of year again, that time of year when I cry bucketloads of tears, that time of year when my emotions are heightened and I get in touch with multiple layers of grief and loss. It’s that time … Continue reading
The many faces of grief
This morning, I swam towards the sun along a shimmering pathway of light. With every stroke, I reached for the distant yellow ball, before pausing to lie on my back and take in the blueness of the sky. The sea … Continue reading
From breakdown to breakthrough
As I prepare to celebrate my 50th birthday on Saturday, I’ve been reflecting on my milestone birthdays to date and the breakdowns and breakthroughs that have accompanied them. On my 10th birthday, I was dealing with feelings that I had … Continue reading
The courage to grieve
It takes huge courage to grieve – to grieve the death of a loved one, the end of a relationship, the absence of children, the loss of our health or the loss of the life we thought we’d have. It’s … Continue reading
The day my mother died
When my phone rang on January 13th, I hoped against hope that it was my alarm waking me up, although I knew, deep down, that it was the middle of the night. That could only mean one thing: Mum had … Continue reading
2021: Your call to adventure
Can you hear it? Can you hear the call to adventure? Can you hear the call to claim your seat at the table. To take up your space. To make your voice heard. To be the person you were always … Continue reading
Your inner child needs you
I was doing some meditation at the beach on Sunday morning – listening to the wonderful Sarah Blondin on Insight Timer (she’s the best!) – and a scene from my childhood meandered into my mind. In this scene, I was … Continue reading
The danger of ‘if only’ thinking
I spent a lot of my childhood peering through other people’s windows, both literally and metaphorically, wishing that my life was more like theirs. Wishing I lived in their house. Wishing I had their parents. Wishing I had their clothes. … Continue reading
Lonely in lockdown? You’re not alone
Loneliness. Aloneness. Isolation. Lockdown. These words are roaming around my mind right now, prompting my fingers to search out letters on the keyboard. I don’t know in what order to put the words. I don’t know where this blog will … Continue reading
From Forty With Love 