So Long, so grateful

In my previous post I was really happy to report heaps of positivity about what’s been going on in my life and how I was feeling about it all.  Despite the world continuing to be a really shit place it felt great to be able to share so many sunny snippets, no matter how seemingly inconsequential they were.

But my newly-adopted mother-earth optimism also brought me to the conclusion that I’ve been horribly self-centred these past few months.

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Heading back where I b-Long

IMG_6025A very dear friend gave me this a few weeks ago.  She’d drawn it especially for me.

I absolutely love it.

What a wonderful thing for a friend to do and, indeed say!

I’ll be honest.  I didn’t recognise that person in the picture as me.

Perhaps partly because I don’t have much in the way of self-esteem. 

But also because it doesn’t even come close to representing who I am right now.

I’ve had a particularly challenging time of it during the past 12 months.

Add in a terrifying, global disaster and I have been, understandably, a mess.

To boot, I certainly haven’t had a figure like THAT in a VERY long time, hahaha!

Rewinding to my last post four weeks ago, you may remember that I decided I wasn’t going to be a pandemic prisoner anymore. 

I was determined not to let anxiety win.  

I had to get my wonderful old, spirited self back.  

In short, I knew that I wanted to look at least a little bit more like the girl in the drawing.

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One hundred days of solitude

As if 44,000 deaths wasn’t devastating enough, this week we passed a grim milestone.

A hundred days of lockdown.

A hundred whole days.

A hundred days of, thankfully, still being alive and well.

A hundred days of taking care of ourselves and one another.

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Smiles and memories

In my previous post I was pondering how to carry on writing a travel blog without actually being able to travel.

It’s fair to say that there’s a certain irony at the moment, in creative terms at least.  More time to harp on but fewer experiences to tell you about. Indeed, as the weeks go by, I have been worrying that I might start to run out of things to write.  I have also been concerned that quite a lot of what I have been saying – particularly about myself – has been rather negative.

But I love my Sunday afternoon outpourings so for this post I decided I’d try something different.

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