Hello old friend,
As a woman, mother, wife… human, I have experienced many cycles in life—the good, the bad, the difficult, the rewarding, and the downright ugly. The period of 2023–2024 was particularly hard and painful. I was far from the best version of myself, I lost my sense of self, and as a result, it had a major impact on my marriage, my children, my family, and my friends. While some amazing things happened during that time, they were often overshadowed by the weight of the negatives.
Looking back, I wish I had been blogging or journaling through it all. It probably would have helped me process my emotions, reflect on myself and my circumstances, and maybe even navigate things differently. Hindsight can be beautiful, but more often, I find it to be a bitch.
Now, don’t get me wrong—if I had documented everything in a raw and honest way, reading back over it now would be painful. Witnessing the person I was and who I was becoming during that time would be confronting. But at the same time, it could serve as a reminder of how much I’ve grown and how far I’ve come. It also saddens me that I don’t have those records to look back on, to celebrate the wins we had as a family, however small they may have been. For that reason, I will be dedicating a separate entry to reflecting on those years and the experiences that shaped me.
Now, I stand on the other side of that dark and difficult time, at a crossroads. I want more. I want to be better. I want to improve in all areas of my life. I want to create a better future for myself, my husband, our children, and those closest to me. I want to truly live, to stop taking this life for granted, to appreciate the blessings instead of letting the negatives weigh me down to the point where I can’t enjoy the simple, beautiful moments that make life meaningful. I want to be open, honest, and accountable for my thoughts, actions… and inactions on this journey back to myself, to self-love, and to a life I genuinely enjoy. What better way to do that than to return here and document it all?
Right now, I’m off work, unwell, dosed up on cold and flu tablets, sitting in a room that desperately needs cleaning, surrounded by piles of washing I should be folding and putting away. Procrastination and avoidance—two big things I need to work on. And I will… after this. Maybe.
I know I have a lot of work ahead of me. I’m the queen of wonderful ideas and best intentions, but this time, I’m asking the universe for the strength and motivation to act. No more wishing and hoping. No more endless lists of changes I want to make. It’s time to do.