On tentatively trusting my desires

Around this time last year, as we were contemplating our upcoming move, I started doing something brave. I started telling a few people – family and close friends – about a desire I had, something I thought I would like to do in the not-too-distant future. It was something that had been simmering in me for a while,…

Empowered to begin. Permission to try.

I messaged my sister a photo of Kaya the other day, one I had instagrammed (but she’s not on instagram so she misses all the photo goodness). In the photo, she and her little friend are both lying in Rasmus’ arms, one on top of the other. Her friend’s mama snapped the photo so I’m…

Moving on (a somewhat big announcement)

I left the UK right when I finished Uni, heading to Brussels for an internship that turned into a job and put me in the right place at the right time to meet the man who would become my husband. And then together we moved to Luxembourg three and a half years ago. So I’ve…

On birthdays, and seeing myself as I am.

I had my birthday early last month. For many years, I was ambivelent at the least, and occasionally super hostile when my birthday rolled around. I’d not enjoyed growing older, and birthdays brought out my worst securities and fears of not being liked or loved. I rarely planned parties for fear that no one would…

Valleys of trouble, doors of hope

I write my She Loves posts well in advance of when they go up on the website. This time, nearly a month ago. And so often they take me by surprise. A tweet notification will pop upon my phone and someone will have already shared it and I had forgotten it was even today. I…