To know is to love...

I was a late starter with the most important thing in life: Getting to know myself.

I married my school sweet-heart and when life started happening, I was lost. I realised that all those beautiful wishes and endearing comments from my youth, resulted in a suitcase packed for a stranger.

I vividly remember after I started living on my own, standing with a basket full of food and suddenly realising the food was what my partner used to enjoy. Or even worse, that I did not want to follow the career I studied for and worked at, for over a decade! Even the clothes I wore and books I read made a 360. It was if I was shedding a skin which never really fit my soul very well.

It took a while, but I get it now: To experience life and to grow results in a realisation of the whole person...the good, the bad and the ugly. Add to that the comfort of having people surround you, who have no concept of who you were when you grew up, and all of a sudden the real you shows up, little by little :) And may I add - it is not always a pretty picture!

I must say I feel more comfortable in my (slightly worn) skin today. I like that I have an opinion on a few things I have experienced, but also that I am OK with changing my mind. I love the friends and clients I choose to spend my time with. I like the lifestyle I now embrace, and most of all, I love the woman I am today and I cannot wait to look back on her life one day, to see what she became.