Curveballs

Can come in ways you never thought imaginable. Because you thought it could never happen to you. News flash it can.

I’m a year post cancer in this photo. I have felt very much up to this point no longer me.

My get-back-to-normal plan was get back to work and pretend it never happened which I suppose I did. But I can’t help but feel I’ve lost a bit of me.

Disassociation saved my life. The technique I used to get over cancer was to completely detach myself from what was happening.

Healthy or not it worked and my fragile brain was saved.

But this time my time, energy and spirit has been donated to the office. My sparkle has left the building.

I’m Monday to Friday exhausted and Saturday/Sunday living my best life.

Again, I didn’t see this coming.

I’ve started my week in a stupor. Dying from the common cold in all honestly. Funny how I can cope with chemo but this is what has brought me down.

It reminded me of how bad it was, how awful it felt and just like that I found the inspiration to stop my scrolling and insert myself back into the narrative.

So I started with some research, in all my favourite forms. Think anything with Diane Keaton, the first SATC movie, a little bit of location shoot research for my all time fave How to Lose a Guy in 10 Day, and it got me thinking.

It’s time to take control of my life. Again.

So join me as I take to the blog and remind myself who the France I am.