The last seven weeks have been tough, really tough. No one can prepare you for the loss of a parent or tell you how to handle the aftermath, you just get through it somehow. 

I don’t know how many times I’ve been back to my former home and expected to see my Mum there. Even on the day of her funeral I stood at the crematorium and looked for her at the end of the pew to where she should have been, standing next to my Dad. 

The grief is still there, the anger at events is definitely still around but today’s burst of summer is making me feel more positive and energised than I have in months. 

So that’s it, I’m refocused and looking forward to hearing from anyone who wants to look at ways to dump their 9-5. 

Have a beautiful evening.