Anyone who’s heard the song ‘Hard to say I’m sorry’ by Chicago is unlikely to forget the opening line:
“Everybody needs a little time away, I heard her say, from each other.”
For me, this 80’s ballad is top of mind.
I’ve taken a road trip for work, and as I write this, I’m perched in a hotel room located just a few hours away from home. It’s nothing flash, just a standard space with the basic amenities.
Dinner time. It was a favourite part of my day when I was growing up.
At 6pm every workday evening, a ‘supper-time symphony’ would occur in my family home. Dad would walk through the front door, Mum would sing out “up to the table”, and my brother and I would race each other furiously to our chairs. Continue reading
This isn’t a story about how I lost weight. And, it’s not a tale lamenting the reasons I’ve let myself go. Instead, it’s a blog about letting go of the weight of my body issues.
As I write this, I’m on guard. My (almost) eight year old daughter keeps looking over my shoulder, curious to read my screen.
It’s her at the centre of my thoughts.
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