Silly is something I don’t think we value nearly enough. Somewhere along the way, as we grow up, it feels like we’re expected to leave it behind. Not even in old age or midlife — just adulthood in general. It’s as if there’s this unspoken rule that once you’re a…
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I happen to love the word rubbish. It’s such a British word, isn’t it? And I am a Brit, after all… even if I do consider myself a bit more European these days, having lived in Portugal since I was ten. But still, some things never leave you, and “rubbish”…
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Quiet is something I’ve come to truly love. Not just appreciate… but genuinely need. There’s something so beautiful about being in a quiet house, completely on your own, with nothing but your own thoughts (or sometimes not even those). Just being. No noise, no distractions, no pressure. I find it…
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Purpose is one of those words that can feel quite big… and if I’m honest, a little bit heavy too. For a long time, I thought I knew exactly what mine was. Like so many women, I believed my purpose was to be a mother. I had it all mapped…
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