A Better Version at 40

One year ago, I was 39. One year ago I did not own a pair of joggers let alone a pair of tights. One year ago I could not do a sit up. One year ago I decided to step out of my comfort…

Not always a perfect bed of roses

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“The kitchen smells amaaaazing Mum. What’s cooking?” To me it was just another morning. In fact, it was a morning that felt I had a lot to do in little time as I had slept in an hour more than usual. My son’s statement…