Tag Archives: Recovery
Why is self-love such a struggle?
This blog is going to be brief because I’m trying to practise self-love and that means not spending too long sat in a chair staring at a bright screen, but I imagine it’ll end up longer than I intended because … Continue reading
Coping with Christmas when life hasn’t gone to plan
If you’re feeling busy and stressed right now, that’s because the run-up to Christmas, for many of us, is a busy and stressful time. It might also be because feeling busy and stressed and doing too much are convenient ways … Continue reading
Why do I leave everything to the last minute?
I wonder if I’ll ever change. OK, so I’ve changed a lot over the years, transformed in many ways, as this blog attests, but will I ever change my last minute dot com nature? Earlier this week, just days before … Continue reading
This is how we heal
I often refer to it as walking towards the fire. It’s when we go towards situations that scarred us in the past. It’s when we take a chance and risk being triggered. It’s when we put ourselves in the line … Continue reading
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
The joy of being alive
It could have been an awful week. Mid-January. Dark mornings. Bleak skies. And the first anniversary of Mum’s death. A week to be endured and quickly forgotten. Instead, it was a memorable and magical week. Why? Because I gave myself … 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
From Forty With Love 