The end of 2015 took away some of my sparkle. My spirit was a dented. Worry for a very premature niece left my emotions raw and permanently close to the surface. Challenges with my business created constant low level work stress. Subtle shifts and poor communication in personal relationships made me doubt my desirability.
We’re one month into 2016. My niece is now home. I think of her tiny faltering lungs every time I struggle up a hill during training for a marathon I will run in the name of a premature baby charity. I have won a piece of business worth five figures and on Monday I leave for the first of five trips already scheduled for this year. I swallowed my fear of difficult conversations and lovers have the opportunity to prove they know they’re lucky to have me.
I am eyeing up the rest of the year. With spirit.