I'm mum, messy, moody and manic. A worried writer, carefree cook. Retired flautist and teacher of beautiful young flute players. I buried myself in life and love, babies and busyness, until grief, exhaustion and broken dreams cracked me open like a newly hatched chick. So here I am, piecing my middle-aged butt back together while licking gunk off my fledgling wings and learning to fly again. Welcome to my world.
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I created a 2018 vision board, and central to the board are two things –

Step by Step

Step by step I’m maintaining recovery. Little ups and downs, but I feel like I’ve

Week Seven

Day 43 Forty three days down. Nine to go. I am ready – but glad

Week Six

Day 36 Hmm… What to write today? The easier things become at the clinic, and

Letters to Me

Today’s psychology task – write two letters. One from my body to me. One from
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