one hundred and eighty two


I am grateful for a beautiful sunset on the beach and for that unexpected moment when two glistening dolphins decide to surf some gentle waves right near the shore. And to B for going to Sydney next week so we had to have Kate’s family birthday dinner a night early. I am grateful for unexpectedly perfect timing and silver linings.


Today I am so grateful for tradition. The tradition of breakfast with friends for my birthday. I am grateful for it because tradition implies history. And shared history makes me feel part of this new life. But I am especially grateful because finally after nearly four years, I realised I am no longer holding my breath.