11/10/2026
❤️ EVEN COACHES GET OVERWHELMED…
And sometimes, we have to take ourselves right back to basics.
12 days until I marry my best friend. ❤️💍
And I’ll be honest… the last few days have been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster.
🤧 I’ve had a stinking cold.
💔 I’ve spent three days watching my mum, who is terribly unwell, become a little smaller and frailer before my eyes. And that’s taken more out of me than I realised.
🥹 Tears seem to be a daily occurrence.
I’ve also completely dropped the work ball.
My focus on my AJc school, which I so desperately want to give time and attention to, has taken a back seat too.
Do I feel guilty? Yes.
Am I judging myself? Yes.
And then there’s my ego… oh, she’s having a field day!
The part of me that wants everything organised, planned, detailed and PERFECT is kicking in big time.
The woman who spent 30 years in the corporate world managing people, projects, deadlines and expectations is suddenly feeling completely out of sync.
The detail I usually thrive on just isn’t happening.
And I’m noticing how uncomfortable I feel when I’m not in control.
Oh, the irony of being a coach! 😂
And then there’s my husband-to-be…
Cool as a cucumber. 🥒
Relaxed. Happy. Loving his best life.
Meanwhile, his bride-to-be is crying because something hasn’t been organised that probably doesn’t even matter! 😂
Is this the difference between the bride and groom experience?!
But here’s what I’m noticing…
Even with all the coaching, the learning, the self-awareness and the inner work, I’m still human.
I still get overwhelmed.
I still have expectations.
I still get caught up in my thinking.
I still feel guilty when other areas of my life take a back seat.
I still judge myself.
And sometimes I forget everything I know.
But perhaps the gift is recognising it.
Remembering that I don’t have to control every detail.
That perfection isn’t what makes a beautiful wedding.
That work can pause.
That my AJc school can have my attention again when I have more capacity.
That taking time to care for my mum, navigate my emotions and prepare to marry my best friend doesn’t mean I’m failing anywhere else.
That I can feel sadness for my mum and extraordinary joy about marrying Ty, all at the same time.
Two very different emotions. Both coming from love. ❤️
So today I’m taking myself back to basics.
A little less doing.
A little more being.
A little more compassion for myself.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll take a leaf out of my future husband’s book and chill the hell out! 😂❤️
12 days to go… and whatever doesn’t get done, doesn’t get done.
Because at the end of it all, I get to marry my best friend.
And that was always the point. ❤️