My last post was back in February and I had just been to Morocco with a group of girlfriends. Life changed pretty quickly from me being a London Person to being a Kent Person and I really wasn’t sure what to expect or how my life would be moving forward.
Well, let me tell you… leaving London was the best decision I ever made. I now have a man that I love with all my heart. He makes me laugh and he makes me feel loved. I’ve been on a juicing retreat in Portugal, a climbing holiday in Vallouise, France with said man. I’ve started teaching yoga again. Life is moving in the direction I’ve wanted for so long.
That’s not to say it’s been without difficulties. My grandmother passed away two weeks ago, 15 minutes after the end of her 91st birthday. She had been in a hospice for a few weeks due to chronic kidney failure. She went peacefully in her sleep which is all anyone can hope for in death. A peaceful passing. The hospice was absolutely incredible. I’ll take a chance here to mention Hospice in the Weald. Everyone there, from volunteers to nurses to doctors to any other staff member, made my Nan and our family feel welcome and cared for. Her room had a view of the gardens and a pond with a waterfall. So calming and beautiful. Nan is at peace now, no longer in pain and no longer on goodness knows how many types of medication she was on before entering the hospice.
There have been other challenges that have knocked me sideways and I’m trying to accept that life does that sometimes and you just have to roll with it and look after yourself. I’m just grateful that I have a man that I love, a job, a roof over my head, and wonderful family and friends. Living in Kent has made me realise that I like the simple life and I don’t need much to be happy!