At 40, I was dealt an opportunity to get off the merry-go-round. To halt the meaningless pursuits of my life, to say goodbye to a job that preached endlessly about reward and recognition but didn’t recognise me when I was down. To take stock, slow down and recognise and value what was important.
It was handed to me in the form of a chronic illness and while at 42 I am still not fully recovered I can say I wouldn’t change it, now it’s happened.
The difference is in me and how I accept my limitations and turn them into positives. As I read somewhere, if you think your glass is half empty then pour it into a smaller glass and quit complaining!
It’s not that easy but bending is better instead of breaking.