[De-can’t-ing is part of my desire to “prioritise me” during February.] I can’t. You can’t. We can’t. But why can’t I, you, we? Maybe it’s not because…
When I wake up tomorrow it will be February; the shortest month in the calendar year and my birthday month. Yes, by the end of…
(Updated September 2020; see the end of the post.) I was halfway over the Atlantic when I moved my wedding rings from my left hand…
If you asked me what my perfect man looks like, I couldn’t describe him. I imagine he’d be taller than me and I’d like to…
It’s been more than four years since my husband died and I’ve yet to enter into a new relationship. I’ve now had four first dates…
It’s a new year, so it’s time for a new me. OK, not a new me, but hopefully an improved me. Yes, it’s time to…
As 2013 draws to a close, I find myself reflecting on the year’s ups and downs. I’ve been thinking about the good points and the…
It’s been nearly a month since my return to Scotland and I am finally starting to feel a bit settled. In fact, I’m feeling settled for the…
Last night I went to my first Connect talk, and I was left feeling that I certainly need to connect with Connect a bit more! Connect is…
Today has not been my best day. I knew it would be a hard one, as I was saying goodbye to my parents ahead of…
I’m packing my suitcases this evening for another return to Scotland. After two months in the Homeland, it’s a bit hard to say goodbye again. But it…
In the past few weeks, I’ve noticed an increase in conversations around happiness and depression so I thought I’d throw some of my own words…
Schadenfreude \ˈshä-dən-ˌfrȯi-də\ (noun, often capitalised) [German, from Schaden damage + Freude joy First Known Use: 1895]1: enjoyment obtained from the troubles of others1 I like to think that I am a…
Following up on yesterday’s post, today I am acknowledging the strengths that save me from the bitterness of my weaknesses. These are a bit more difficult…
My weaknesses taunt me. They prevent me from truly loving myself and they make me doubt every thread of my being. I wish I could…
It’s been 20 years since I last saw him. Twenty years since he caused me an unimaginable amount of pain – pain that has stayed with me…
I am a runner. I eat pizza. I drink beer. And I look good naked*. I realise that’s a bit of an odd opening line,…
For the vast majority of my adult life, I have been alone. I’ve only ever had one “real” boyfriend (after having briefly dated a not-nice…
Last night, I found myself sleeping on the cold streets of Edinburgh in the howling winds and forbidding temperatures. It was miserable weather for being…
There is a glitch in Just Frances, the person, that I can’t seem to repair. It started when I first got the Frances 3.0 upgrade…