I didn’t realise that within this journey of becoming a mother that there would be so many beginnings and endings. From the outside looking in they are small, but in my heart they feel huge.
Wouldn’t it be great if every insecure young person could be put into a machine where they were transported into a version of themselves as an old person for one entire week?
Learning to find my own version of motherhoood.
I’m standing at the doorway to a new life but the door to get to the other side is still locked. I knock impatiently but no one answers.
Life is a series of chapters that each play a part in our life story.
Alas, we have made it. The year of chaos comes to an end. Here’s what 2020 taught me.
As the saying goes, “if you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.”
In a way, I guess this blog is all about that. It went from being a place that got me through the darkest time of my life, to hopefully becoming a beacon of hope to others.
I’m not going to sit here and tell you how you need to remain positive and grateful and blah blah. Feel whatever you feel, allow it to run its course. It’s normal to feel powerless and afraid.
But at the same time, I have seen how deeply healing it is to let a person just be; to give them space to express the emotion.