I had a foot operation a few weeks ago hence the radio silence on the blog. It’s been a weird month, not in a bad way despite the agony of the first few weeks post-op, but because sitting still gives you a lot of time to think, to plan, and to consider how you’d cope if being dependent on others (like so many are) was your life. I have been royally looked after by H and the parentals but still, it’s an odd thing being basically inside for a couple of months. The first two weeks I had to sit…

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I haven’t written a blog post for 12 days and I’ve not done my weekly Seven Things On A Sunday post since the end of July. I’d got into such a routine (especially with #STOAS) and it’s tempting to feel like I’ve let myself down or I’ve somehow ‘blown it’. But I’ve decided that that’s destructive inner dialogue and I’m giving it up. So I haven’t blogged for a bit. Who cares? I might care a bit (or a lot if I let myself) but what have I been doing instead? I’ve been working reeeally hard, at pace, every day…

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It was recently two years to the day since I woke up and couldn’t get out of bed. A summer that led to me being diagnosed with chronic pain and ME/CFS with possible strains of Fibromyalgia. Two full years. I can’t quite believe it. I felt the date coming, I’d put it in my diary a while back because I felt I should mark it in some way. Instead I ended up in bed with norovirus so it sort of passed me by (in the way that anything does when you find yourself with vom in your hair) but I…

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If you have an account on Instagram, or if you read the likes of Business Insider, Fast Company or Entrepreneur you’ll know of the phrase ‘start before you’re ready’. You’ll have seen the self-help flat-lays prompting you to push on, to ignore the fear and do it anyway. But what happens if you’re not ready? If, in fact, it feels less than uncomfortable to start before you’re ready? I’ve felt like that, haven’t we all? When I do, I find it useful to look to people who have said ‘bugger it’ to that fear and carried on regardless. One of…

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I first came across Kate Gross’s book in a women’s glossy about a year ago. I remember reading her mother Jean Gross’s heart breaking account of her death but also her description of the amazing way Kate had approached her life right through to the very end. She sounded like a woman I would have wanted to have known had I ever had the privilege. The book had me at its full title: Late Fragments: Everything I want to tell you about this magnificent life. Who doesn’t want someone’s version of that? It’s hard to convey how powerful this book…

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