Dear Fear

Without good health we have nothing... The past 6 months have seen me have one health adventure after another. Of course my use of the word adventure in this context does not denote fun, thrills or excitement- quite the contrary. Lying in hospital for the third time earlier this year fighting a strange and almost fatal infection, I remember thinking that perhaps there really is something to be said about 'near-death experiences' and how they almost force you to change the cause of your life or at least re-adjust your priorities.

I took time off work to rest, sleep, play in the park with my daughter, travel and re-discover what it is that makes me truly happy. I also stopped saying that I will start yoga one day, and I actually signed up for classes. I even signed up at a music school because I have always wanted to learn how to play the drums, and now I am doing it. I have taken three short holidays in the space of four weeks; and I unashamedly enjoyed more spa treatments than a housewife from Sandhurst!

I have heard it said that near-death experiences make good people better and bad people worse. With that said I am determined not fall into the later category. So I am making a lot of little changes in my life now. I am more decisive, my pursuits are more robust, I care more and give more. Ideas that used to terrify me no longer have that hold on me.  

I remembered a quote I once read that goes; "We gain strength and courage and confidence by each experience in which we really stop to look fear in the face..."

On that note; Dear Fear; You and I met once too many times. I am walking away from you now. I am letting you go.