New Beginnings

New beginnings don’t need to be about life-changing decisions, new year’s resolutions or grand announcements. Sometimes, they can just be about stopping and taking stock. I am terribly guilty of taking on too much. There are so many things I want to do, places I want to go, career aspirations and personal goals like losing weight and getting back to competitive triathlons. The problem is, I get so tied up in trying to be all things to all people that sometimes, I forget to take the time to just stop and smell the flowers. I spent mother’s day putting a new…

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Isolation and humanity

Since starting to work from home when Libby was a baby, I have become gradually more isolated. Initially, my career involved meetings and a little bit of travel. As things developed, a lot more of my time was spent working alone. These days, I work entirely from home. The only time I go out for work is if I attend a press or blogging event, which is infrequent. As a result, I have very little contact with anybody outside of my immediate family. I don’t have a problem with the isolation per se, but it has made me notice a…

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The curse of the underachiever

Every day of her life was filled with achievements. From the first smile to rolling over, from the initial tentative crawl to those inaugural wobbly steps. Then running, jumping, talking, singing, painting, reading, writing and the world of possibilities these huge achievements opened up. Like every child, she craved attention. Clamouring to tell her parents what she’d done today, why she was the best in the class and who she had beaten in the latest test, music exam or egg and spoon race. As she grew older, the desire to be the centre of attention started to wane. She realised that some days, her best just wasn’t good enough. She sensed…

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A letter to a busy mum

Dear mum, Please mum, stop a minute for me. Dad says you’re busy. He says you work hard until late at night when I’m asleep. He says there’s lots to do around the house and you’re trying to look after us children as well. Dad says I can’t come and see you because you’re working. I don’t know what that means, so I sneak up to your office. I try to talk to you, ask you to read me a story or take me to the park. We could go for a bike ride or run around the fields. We could…

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Friendship: What does it really mean?

A few weeks ago, I saw a post on Facebook that really annoyed me. It was just one of these ridiculous posters that people share without thinking. Or maybe they did think about it, maybe they really meant it. Either way, It annoyed me so much that weeks later, I’m still furious. Here’s what it said: “People make time for who they want to make time for. People text, call and reply to people they want to talk to. Never believe anyone who says they’re too busy. If they wanted to be around you, they would.” Whoever wrote this has…

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