As many of you may already know, my book Positive Changes: A Self-Kick Book came to be following a life changing blow in my life. Even without this particular event, I have still had more than my fair share of curveballs and life lessons which would make for a melodramatic book.
I’ve crossed paths with the most beautiful and inspiring people this week. Sadly, many of them are feeling so flat and disheartened at present. They are questioning their heartfelt choices, particularly in terms of their career.
Last year a dollop of faecal matter hit the proverbial fan, which led to me stepping away from the conventional working world, as life as a juggling octopus really wasn’t conducive for me, my family, animal, mineral or vegetable.
Note to self: I do not have to take this day all at once, but rather one step, one breath, one moment at a time. I am only one person. Things will get done when they are done.
As a society we can place so much emphasis on certain days fulfilling certain emotions and mindsets; Monday is bleurgh, Friday is full of thank goodness, Saturdays are allegedly what it’s all about, New Years Day is all about a brand new start that no other day of the year seems to be able to take credit for.
What a week it has been over here, which started last Saturday evening when our youngest daughter became acutely unwell, which quickly resulted in an ambulance being dispatched, the wonders of A&E at stupid o’clock, and sleep deprivation for the week that followed.