As a child growing into a teen, I thought a metaphorical knight in shining armour would come and rescue me. I really thought a man would come into my life and sweep me off my feet. As time past, I began to be aware of more feminist discourse, never-the-less I never let the idea of a metaphorical knight go. Until right now. This moment. I'm open to romantic love. I still believe in soulmates. But I am my own rescuer. I'm surrounded by love - that of my daughter, my family, my friends and love for myself.
I've had many periods of doubt. I've wondered if I can live this life as a single mum and manage all avenues of life on my own. I realise that I can. I feel a strong sense of who I am and, moreover, I feel strong.
Life will throw many challenges at me. Life throws challenges at everyone. I know I can overcome these challenges. I can do this because I believe that I can.
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An insight into the workings of my mind. You have been warned ;-) Here you will find my musings on various matters. From the profound to the ridiculous: seemingly disparate elements yet often found to be two sides of the same coin.
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