29/05/2026
These last 7 months have been incredibly hard. Losing Bel felt like losing almost all the joy, safety and my entire support network.
Someone once described grief as feeling “homesick for a time that once was,” and that’s exactly how it’s felt.
Alongside that, we’ve been sorting and packing up the house we’ve loved for many years with her in it, since we’ve bought our first and forever home in Llangollen. 🎉
As thrilled as I am (and privileged) it’s come with mixed emotions. I moved around a lot growing up, and I find this kind of change so tough to adapt to.
It’s also hard saying goodbye to so many incredible memories held within these four walls.
And then, to top it all off, I’ve decided to go to university next year to train as a physiotherapist. That’s meant reshuffling long-standing commitments and saying a few reluctant goodbyes to make space for this next chapter.
I’ve definitely had to have a serious conversation with myself about pacing, and about rediscovering what the right pace for me actually is. Running a small business on top of all the other adulting bits has pushed me close to the edge at times, and honestly, most days my mind and body have had enough. 😴
I moved to these parts over a decade ago when my mental health was at its absolute lowest.
The landscape and the people here felt like they wrapped me in a giant blanket and held me there until I felt strong enough to begin again.
And I did. Even with all the challenges that came afterwards. 🫣😂💪
Although LLIW has grown into a micro business, it originally started as a way to document the changes in my life — something I could look back on and reflect from. I suppose this is just another entry in that journal: change may be uncomfortable, but stagnation is far more costly.
I’m excited for this new chapter and as ever so grateful for the love and support . 🫶
P.S. If you’ve booked on to my June + July retreats & classes and are waiting on replies, please bear with me as my internet will be quite limited for a few weeks.
