13/06/2026
20 years ago we lived in Tynemouth, just outside Newcastle, I was relatively newly married, had a big career and all that.
I've been back a few times since, but today it hit me as we returned to celebrate my sister-in-law's 60th how far I've come. Not just living abroad for many years now, 2 kids, embracing the grey, not drinking, not caring about everyone else's opinions or letting fear hold me back so much.
I look back at that younger woman with a lot of compassion - she is still part of me. Back then I felt so scared, alone, an imposter in a world where everyone knew what they were doing.
I know very different now.
On days like these I feel so grateful to be older and wiser.
How can we bring more compassion to our younger (and current) selves? ❤️
