Category: Blogging
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Somewhere Between Here and Home
It’s been just over a month since we moved to Kenya and the initial excitement has settled into something more real. The kind of real where the thrill of adventure sits right alongside the ache of homesickness, sometimes in the same day, sometimes in the same hour. What’s surprised me most is that I don’t…
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Finding Normal in the Not-So-Normal
It’s been a little over a week since my last post, and honestly, I don’t even know where to start. Some days it feels like we’ve been here forever; other days, like we only just landed and are still fumbling around trying to find our feet (and the nearest decent loaf of bread). I’ve been…
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What I Packed for Kenya: The Good, the Bad, and the Utterly Useless
Packing has never been my thing. My ADHD executive dysfunction doesn’t allow me to separate logic from emotion.. so when I started filling boxes for Kenya, the things I wanted to keep had no connection other than panic or sentimentality. We decided to rent the house out (I’ll do a whole blog on that rollercoaster),…
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First Day of School in Kenya 🇰🇪✨
Well… we did it. The girls had their first day of school in Kenya today and what a day it’s been. We chose their school for many reasons, but the biggest one was that we could walk there.. which is actually quite rare here. Most schools are further out, in more remote areas or right in the city, where…
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The Word That Hides Everything: “Fine”
What is a word you feel that too many people use? It’s strange how a single word can carry so much and yet say so little. “Fine” is the answer we give when the truth feels too messy to unpack in the middle of the school run, or in the queue at Tesco, or when…
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The Faces Of Friendship
Some people aren’t meant to walk the whole road with you.And that’s not always a tragedy. We grow up thinking friendship is a forever thing, that the ones who made us laugh until our cheeks hurt at fifteen will still be sitting beside us in rocking chairs at eighty. And sometimes that’s true. But sometimes,…
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An Open Letter to the People Pleaser
Dear People Pleaser, I see you.. The part of me that cares so deeply for others that it feels like a constant balancing act between wanting to be heard and wanting to be liked. You don’t avoid conflict because you’re afraid of confrontation; instead, you often respond with a rawness and immediacy that can feel…
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An Open Letter to my Bedroom Floor
Dear Bedroom Floor, I owe you an apology. Possibly several. You’ve been my landing pad and my dumping ground, my silent witness and occasional toe-stubber. You’ve carried the weight of laundry piles (both clean and suspiciously not), the sprawl of half-packed bags, shoes I swore I’d put away, and me.. sitting cross-legged with wet cheeks,…
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An Open Letter to the Woman in Her 30s Who’s Just Been Diagnosed With ADHD
Hi my friend, Take a breath. A big one. Because what just happened.. hearing the words “you have ADHD” as a grown woman.. is not small. It’s the kind of sentence that lands in your chest like a quiet earthquake. Nothing looks different on the outside, but inside, everything’s shifted. A hundred puzzle pieces just…
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Birthday Eve reflections
Tomorrow I turn 33. And as always, the birthday blues have made their quiet entrance… Birthdays have never been just a day for me. There’s something about this moment.. standing at the edge of a new age that makes me spiral. What have I overcome this year? Who am I now? Why do I still forget to…
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