Tag: celebrate.
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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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Healing Out Loud (Even When No One’s Watching)
People notice when you start changing your life. At first, they comment on the visible stuff.. the way your arms are more defined, how your skin’s glowing, how you suddenly seem lighter. And it’s lovely. Really lovely. (Even if you don’t quite know how to accept it without feeling blush.) But then, once in a while,…
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A birthday letter to Erin
Happy 9th birthday, my miracle girl. My firstborn, my heart in human form. From the moment I first held you in my arms, I knew you were special. You were the start of everything. The beginning of this incredible journey of motherhood. You are my apple, not far from my tree, and yet, entirely your…
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Two little sleeps
A month ago, this felt impossible. When we held each other in the kitchen hours before he set off for the airport, the idea of a whole month apart was too big to process, so I shrunk it down into daily tasks, school runs, editing marathons, and countdowns on the calendar. And here we are……
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The big jump
This weekend has been truly magical. Between festive outings and cosy family moments, it’s reminded me just how much joy there is to be found in the season. But if I’m being honest, Christmas also brings with it a wave of overstimulation and overwhelm. It’s not just the busyness or the constant stream of to-dos.…
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Life in the In-Between
It feels like he’s been gone forever, even though it’s not even been a week. His side of the bed already doesn’t smell like him, and his clothes, once rotating endlessly between the laundry and radiator, are slowly disappearing back into his cupboard. I caught myself sniffing one of his jumpers earlier like some lovesick…
The Bakers Adventures 