The truth is, the storm hasn’t completely passed—it still swirls around me in the distance. But I’ve found my anchor. I’m grounded, steady, and no longer swept away by it.

In the coming months, I have so many beautiful things to look forward to—special social events, birthdays, and the magic of Christmas. There’s even a big surprise waiting in the New Year. And here’s something I never thought I’d say in those darker days: I feel at peace. I feel hopeful. I dare to say I feel happy.

Every single day, I do something to spoil myself. Sometimes it’s a little treat—a new purchase, fresh flowers for my home, or my favourite food. Other times it’s pure self-care: a long swim under the sun, pampering, or just sitting quietly and soaking in the warmth. I speak to my family every day, meet up with friends, and keep my mind active by learning something new. I play my music, listen to inspiring podcasts, sew, repair, garden, and tend to the home I love.

Yes, I keep busy—but here’s the difference: I now do what I want, when I want, on my own terms.

My padel friends will return in September when the weather cools, Pilates will resume, and choir rehearsals will start again for our upcoming concerts. Until then, I’m embracing the summer heat, my family, and the sunshine.

Life is good. And I am grateful—deeply, truly grateful.