You know that being kind makes other people happier and in turn makes you a happier person. But you keep forgetting. Or you’re too busy. Or you’re not sure how to actually go about it. So you put it off.
I’ll be kind next week after this big project is over.
I’ll be kind when that awful neighbour finally moves away.
I’ll be kind once I get a decent night’s sleep.
And until then you get through each day complaining about the lack of parking spaces near your office.
About how hot / cold / rainy / windy it is.
About your new boss.
About the fact your child seems adamant to never sleep through the night.
About never getting the breaks.
You don’t give up your seat on the train. You don’t fill the kettle up for the next person who comes along to make a coffee. You don’t make conversation with the new mum at playgroup. You don’t smile at anyone. Ever.
I know you. You’re a really nice person. But if a stranger witnessed you...
Recently I lost a dear friend to cancer. I met Sarah in 2013, in the first year of my mummy blogging journey. She was a fellow blogger and she took me under her wing. She made me laugh (so much), gave me incredible tips and advice, listened when I ranted and was just generally an incredible human and friend.
When we moved to Mauritius from London in 2015 our friendship went mostly online. But every time I went back to the UK she was one of the few people I made sure I met up with.
Sarah always had a theme for each new year which she blogged about. They are so inspirational and I urge you to read her themes here (they are in chronological order):
I usually have a word for the year. In the past I've had RISE, HAPPINESS, EXPERT, FEMININE, COURAGE amongst others.
Then just before the new year I received the news that Sarah was being moved to a hospice.
My vivacious, funny, live-life-to-the-max...
Let me start by reassuring you this is not an evangelical bid to turn you vegan.
In fact one month before I became vegan I couldn't actually imagine anything worse.
I just want to share my story with you. In case it could help.
Today I have been vegan for 2 years, 2 months and 2 days.
I never EVER imagined I would be vegan for even one day, but then a few things happened.
I have never shared my story before but with Veganuary just around the corner it feels like it's time.
Before becoming vegan our family ate meat at least 5 times a week, often more.
I would get pissed off if we invited someone for dinner and they were vegetarian, let alone vegan!
I had been lectured to before about becoming a vegan and it pushed me even further away.
Then in September 2019 I went to a day-long retreat, with only vegan food on offer.
I was gutted.
WHAT was I going to eat?!? A bunch of leaves and tomatoes?
When it was time for lunch my stomach sank.
I LOVE food, and mealtimes are my favourite times,...
25 years ago today I moved to a foreign country for the first time.
I was 20 years old and I was moving from the UK to Nice, France as part of my French and Spanish degree (that's a photo of me in Nice at the time.)
I clearly remember being at Heathrow with two of my uni friends, saying goodbye to my parents, feeling a mix of excitement and fear at what lay ahead of me.
It was the 6th October and we left a cold, rainy London to arrive in a sunny, balmy Nice.
Being driven down the Promenade des Anglais is engraved in my brain as I took in the BLUE sky and the BLUE sea (BLUE because they are just so blue!), and the palm trees that lined the road.
For someone who had spent the last 2 years of studenting in Liverpool it felt like I had somehow arrived in heaven.
I remember exactly what I was wearing that evening as I called my parents from a payphone to tell them we'd arrived safe and sound.
"It's 6 o'clock and I'm wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt!" I announced delightedly to my...