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Flying Away, Metaphorically

It's been a tough 24 hours for Mike and his wobbly brain. Through the love and timely words of friends and family (❤️) I am definitely coming out the other side.It also feels like I've turned a massive corner in my stuckness of the past year and am no longer living in the past but looking to the future. I am experiencing an exciting newness and hope that I've not had for far too long.Out of adversity comes hope, out of hope comes action. On a scale of 1 to 10 I have ranged from 1 and am, as I write this, climbing to a 5.
Never alone.
#BeKind

Darn - missed St David's Day

Hope (1st March) it was a happy one for you all and that you were eating leeks, speaking Welsh and singing (just to perpetuate the myth) to the best of your abilities.

The classic picture is still valid :-)
If we were in Wales ("Never Forget Your Welsh") we'd be wearing a daffodil and/or leek, quoting Max Boyce, singing at the top of our lungs AND having a go at every Englishman you could find.

Thanks to Mandy for the reminder.

Oh, and I missed St Davids because of Liz's 40th birthday celebration weekend in Nelson, just the two of us for three whole nights, it rocked!

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