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This isn’t a post about how important education is, it’s something else instead. It’s a story from my past as much as it’s a story about my present. You see, my incredible husband graduated with a distinction for his Masters research this Friday. And I sat in that room, beaming with pride and even more, completely in awe of the person I watched walk up on to that stage. A few years ago, I met this boy. He was only 21 and I was immediately over the moon and in

“The way to develop the best that is in a person is by appreciation and encouragement.” Charles Schwab I’ve been blogging for a little under two months now. I can’t believe how fast time has flown by already. When I started blogging my blog was called Losing it and Letting go, it was started on a whim while I was on road trip with my husband.  That blog was just a way to track our journey and the emotions I was experiencing since quitting my full-time job. Losing it and letting

As we head with the speed of light towards the biggest loved up day of the year it makes me wonder about the depths of love. I’ve never been a fan of Valentines day, ever since my first boyfriend at age 13 asked a friend what to get me for Valentines day and in the end all I got was a boring slab of chocolate. Okay so I was obviously let down by my expectation, knowing he had sought advice on what I would love and then the expectation just

I have always loved writing. When I was a teenager the act of writing gave me solace from the angst that was my world. Late at night when everyone was asleep, I would open up one of my notebooks and pour my heart out. If I had nothing to write about I would listen to the radio and find my inspiration in the songs that came on. A word, a verse, an idea, all led to sentences streaming across the page. I would stay awake till long after 3am, surrounded

This is a story about the time my life was flipped completely upside down by a movie but starting at the end seems silly, so let me start where good writers start, at the beginning. When I was an undergrad student, I was 19 and alone in a new country for the first time. I had an awesome life. I stayed out late partying, had tonnes of friends, put in the bare minimum for my education and passed all my classes anyway. I loved my life. My favourite club was

Choosing me

Choosing me! Tyranny of Pink

Little girls play dress up. They find their mommy’s shoes and clothes and adorn themselves in jewellery fit for princesses. When I was a little girl, I played law firm. My cousins, the trusty playmates that they were always went along with the games but never without whining a little about why we can’t just play house. In spite of that, they let me have my way, which to be fair was probably because I was the eldest and I usually got my way. The playhouse was turned into the

This is a list, in no particular order, of things I absolutely don’t want to live without. My husband Gerard who is my absolute best friend. There isn’t a nicer person in the whole world than him and I am so incredibly lucky to have him in my life. Good food– I love medium rare steak with chips, oysters smothered in lemon juice and tabasco sauce, sushi and hearty cheese board. My handbag collection – I am an absolute bag lady and love nothing more than extending the collection in my

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