This last week I took a break. I went away by myself for three days. It was my first lone break since becoming a mama six years ago, it was necessary and the beginning of an annual tradition I dare to think. It was my first ever long distance road trip, my first time on the motorways. An achievement in more ways than one. But a stream of consciousness and metaphorical words is not how I hold the trip in my memory, less is more. Suffice it to say many feelings found me, some more unexpected and challenging than others, some relieving and long yearned for. Each I continue to reflect on. It was just a part of this life long process, one I reaffirmed my commitment to and strengthened in recognising it's infinite nature once more.
In not much of a particular order ....
counting my blessings, carrying them forward, love love love X