Tag Archives: commitment
Ambivalence and commitment
This morning, I sat outside the beach hut, looked out at the vast expanse of sea before me and cried. I cried because I’d just had a massive adrenaline come-down after writing a deeply personal article on ambivalence about motherhood … Continue reading
V for Valentine’s, V for Victory
“The best moments in our lives, are not the passive, receptive, relaxing times – although such experiences can also be enjoyable, if we have worked hard to attain them. The best moments usually occur when a person’s body or mind … Continue reading
Yin and Yang
“What’s it like to be loved by me?” I asked last night, kind of joking. “Intense,” he said with a laugh. “Intense?” I replied, in quite a high pitch. “Intense?” But I couldn’t help laughing along with him. “Intense isn’t … Continue reading
Becoming more whole
I’m so grateful for the sound of the sea this morning and for the band of bright sunlight on the horizon. And I’m grateful for the cold breeze and the wet sand. My walk on the beach just now lifted … Continue reading
How I fell in love
It began with me – with falling in love with myself. I know that’s a cliché, that you’ve heard it before, read it in some glossy women’s magazine. But that’s where I had to start. I really couldn’t accept and … Continue reading
Dread
I can remember it vividly. I left the gym at Belvedere’s, my senior school in Liverpool, and walked past the netball courts and out onto the street, where Mum was sitting in the car waiting for me. I was sobbing … Continue reading
Choosing change
I went for a swim in the sea this morning, in my new wetsuit, cosy swimming socks, neoprene gloves and cap. And I wasn’t even cold. On the way down to the beach, I had one of those ‘I think … Continue reading
Love is …
I wrote a first draft of this blog post a few months ago. I woke up one morning and felt moved to tell you all how much I love my boyfriend (OK, so I think I’m going to have to … Continue reading
A life that matters
What would you do if you believed your life really mattered? I asked myself this the other day while sat on a striped deckchair outside Foyles bookshop on London’s vibrant South Bank. It was early evening and I’d nipped into … Continue reading
Ambivalence
It’s been so long since I’ve posted on this blog that I almost feel I’ve lost my nerve, lost my ability to write my truth. Maybe the act of writing one’s truth is like a muscle. The more you use … Continue reading
From Forty With Love 