At the beginning of the summer, five wonderful women wrote guest posts for me, on their experience of being brave. I enjoyed reading them so much, realising how many different ways we are required to be brave in our daily lives, in the small things like leaving the house after a bad haircut (ok, so…
Last week I got a haircut. This was the first haircut I’d had in Luxembourg. The last time I had one, I’d even taken the long train journey back to Brussels to see my old hairdresser. But it was time to relieve my head of this weight of hair now that the sun was finally…
A friend just pointed out Google’s logo today, celebrating Amelia Earhart’s 115th birthday. So in her honour today, I’m reposting my favourite quote of hers. Let’s let this one brave woman inspire us to bravery… Photo source: Nasa website, photo from the Smithsonian Institute Archives
Artwork source: Magda Wolna on Flickr This is a hard story to write. It is a hard story to live. And it is a recent story. Not one I can look back on and tell with the remembered ache of a healed scar. This wound is still open. I knew even in the midst of…
It’s been a bit of a rubbish week, to be honest. I’ve been battling this weird stomach bug thing, which makes me permanently hungry but also nauseous about 75% of the day. I’ve had a few setbacks and discouragements with the business. And it’s just generally felt like I’m only treading water – murky unpleasant…
Jenna is my sweet friend from Brussels, who I miss dearly. Today she’s writing about what being brave looks like for her right now as a mother. And she identifies something that I think is important to realise – being brave is not just something we do for ourselves but it has a ripple effect…