My world has been rocked and not in a sex way.
My one and only mother has left me to follow her dreams 200 miles away.
Many people in larger countries may not think that is a huge deal but for us Brits, that’s a whole other planet.
My childhood home has been cleaned, emptied of every memory we could squeeze out of it, packed in fragile cardboard boxes and driven 5 hours away.
It was hard, stressful! Depressing to leave everything behind but also amazing.
I don’t have the words to say, how brave and courageous my lioness mother is.
Just her and her dogs, striking out on their own adventures, starting all over again somewhere new.
A lot of blood, sweat and tears went into this move but it is done, she has left, forged her own path to a beautiful cottage by the sea.
I already miss her like crazy, London feels a little emptier without her presence in it. But I love her more than ever and wish her all the best wishes in the world.
It just goes to show, no matter your age or circumstances, it is never too late to start again.