I set up Wellbeing Escapes 11 years ago and it's been very interesting watching the emergence of wellness travel from truly embryonic beginnings to where it is today. My team and I have the privileged position of speaking to our clients on a daily basis which allows us to understand their needs but also the challenges that they are facing in their lives.
I used to dread going to parties - and when I did, I was terrified. I worried that people would laugh at me for being unpopular, a bad dancer, too quiet, too loud (you name it). I used to watch the different cliques; the sporty ones, the cool ones, the musical ones ... wondering when was I ever going to just fit in.
So you're heartbroken. Because he or she left. Or because you realised that you had to end it. The reasons don't much matter because it hurts the same! We know that time heals all wounds but we'd just like for time to move a bit faster for the foreseeable future because what earthly use is that to you? Now?
Completing this one important thing in the morning gave me an incredible energy boost to do other things, and a deep satisfaction by myself even before lunch. On the other hand, if I tried tackling small things like sorting out emails first "for the peace of mind", I ended up frustrated and not really having enough concentration to do the big thing afterwards.
Every January, without fail, we are greeted with headlines about an NHS inundated with emergencies over the festive period. It seems that Christmas 2015 slightly bucked the trend with 'only' 278,000 attendances at A&E in the week leading up to the New Year, compared with more than 310,000 for the same period in 2014.
The seven years were mixed with good news and bad news. Cancer gone, cancer reappearing. At the same time, and I suspect to have a semblance of normality, my brother decided to pursue his studies and become a medical doctor. Equally and perhaps with a sense of urgency he also married and celebrated the arrival of a son soon afterwards, when he was only twenty-one.