I have a confession to make: I've been struggling.
Ever since losing my dog last September and having several health issues come up, I've been feeling down on myself. It was like all these things bombarded me in the space of six months. I struggled to grieve my best friend, Ben, who was my doggy pal for 7 years because I was high on painkillers for a few months. And as life finally eases, I realise that the only thing that I managed to keep doing was to write. Recently, I've been worrying about whether this will keep being my career because of finances. And, it clicked within me that I need to appreciate this moment. Of being able to get up and write, in bed, on the balcony, at my desk...anywhere I want. The freedom it brings has helped me to become so much more happier. And, yet, I had forgotten to be grateful for this luxury of writing full time. So, instead of worrying about the future, I need to love and appreciate the now. I still have a way to go to get over the past six months, but by being honest with myself, I'm hoping that I can finally trust that I'm in the right place at the right time. And, I just want to say a massive thank you to all my readers. Every single one of you brings me hope and makes me happy.