Today’s blog is a creative piece that I felt I needed to write. It’s almost like a letter saying hello to myself and goodbye to the old. I hope you like it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.
There’s nothing worst than having to put your heart on the line and then having to let it go.
when you’re sick, particularly bedridden, you’re left with a lot of time to yourself to think, worry and stress about things. I chose to view it as an opportunity to reprioritise my life and think about what’s actually important to me. I thought I’d share with you the top three things I learnt and am vowing to keep in my top three priorities.
There will be blood, sweat and tears but I’m telling you – it’ll all be worth it.
So what I’m saying is, when life gets hard and you feel like you’ve had enough, do as Alex says… just remember sunscreen.
A little letter to the young ‘un.
Seriously, don’t worry about the F word.
My little love affair with Mr Mitty.
Warning. This is not a happy story with a happy ending. I just thought I’d share with you what love is to me and when I say love, I mean that feeling you get when a girl meets a boy and yeah… not the family/friend/pet love that we all know and well, love.
Here are just some things I’ve learn from my dad.