Hi “strangers”! I’m back with you again. It’s been a “different” month since I last offered up my thoughts to you. Apologies for going AWOL for so long. No excuses, but I have been sorting out a few issues – with life in general. Sometimes you just have to look after No.1 – do things for yourself, assess where you are at, where you are heading – or more importantly where you would like to head – and what you need to do to get there.
The last few weeks have certainly thrown a few things into the ring. Lots of questions have been asked – not all have been answered, but some have. I have cried (a lot), laughed, slept (a lot!) and found I am quite good at something I had never before contemplated. But most of all I have given myself time – time to rest, to think, to explore new opportunities, to get back on track. I feel much better – and more positive!
However you will be pleased to hear that during my time out I have maintained my commitment to my daily three pages – much cheaper and much better than any “therapist”. And serious progress has been made with decluttering my home! Oh yes, I am convinced that throwing things out has actually helped me become clearer about where I am heading.
I will add to the Declutter Diary in the next couple of days – I have LOTS to tell you!
Two great things have come out of the last few weeks. The first is that I realise I now have the confidence to stand up for myself – not be pushed around, or allow myself to be someone that others think I should be. Yes, other people’s opinions are important, but when it comes to others’ opinions of you – does it really matter? I may come up with a good answer for that another day!
Secondly – and I shouldn’t be surprised about this – my 21 year old No.1 Son has been amazing. He’s been my rock, my ally, chief adviser on negotiating, job applications and interview techniques, great crusader for positive outcomes in life – and he’s a mean cook too! There have been many times over the last few months when he could have said “Enough”, but he’s been my punching bag (not physically!) and a very broad shoulder to cry on. Where does a 21 year old gain such understanding and wisdom – and be willing to support unconditionally? He’s the love of my life.
It’s great to be back amongst you and I am looking forward to writing more posts for you. I’ve had some really lovely comments and encouragement from so many of you. Thanks to you all. xx