Flotsam & Jetsam

I’ve reached a point in my life where the noise has quietened just enough for me to hear what truly matters. Not the striving, not the endless internal negotiations, not the familiar tug of old drivers insisting I do more, be more, fix more . Lately, when I sit with myself - really sit, without rushing past the discomfort or the longing - I keep returning to two simple, almost disarmingly ordinary words: peace  and joy . It turns out that, after everything, that’s all I reall

There are chapters in my life that I wish I could rewrite - not to erase the pain, but to rewrite the silences. I suffered with serious bouts of depression throughout my daughter’s childhood. At times, it swallowed me whole. I separated from her mum when she was two, and from then on, I mostly saw her alternate weekends - every other Saturday felt like a glimpse of sunshine through thick grey cloud. I loved her fiercely, but I know there were times I felt unreachable, even to

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In the process of discovering why it took so long to publish my first post on here, you'll learn a little more about me.