My goodness!  It seems SO STRANGE to realise that our little boy, our special gift from God, is 12 years old today.

I don’t think you’ll be surprised to hear I’ve been thinking about how having low self-esteem has impacted my life for many years. 

I am pretty sure I have told you that it wasn’t until my 50th year that I did something (nope, can’t remember what) that I didn’t need somebody else to tell me was good because I KNEW it was good and I was proud of it myself.  

I don’t think you’ll be surprised to hear that transitions are on my mind at the moment.

So now I have reached the grand old age of 51.  As a child I never dreamed I would find myself living in a beautiful area of Scotland, married to a Scottish man and now viewing myself as a Scot, too.

I know that here in Scotland children have returned to the nursery/creche/school term but am also aware they haven’t elsewhere and I feel compelled to talk about it a little bit today.

In case you don’t know, CBT is Cognitive Behavioural Therapy. 

As you have seen, I have thinking about decisions we make quite a bit.  And the fact I am going to be 51 on Monday - how did I get so old? 

I don’t know about you, but coupled with the anxiety I suffer, I often find making decisions hard, especially when I have to make multiple decisions quickly. 

I guess this is a little bit of a strange one, considering the one I posted about the start of a day and how it was, but of course there was a build-up, a particular set of circumstances that led to the events that occurred. 

WHAT a start to the day….ok, well, actually it probably really began yesterday and from before, too.  So, you ask, what on EARTH happened to you and your family?

Today is yet another day we remember the loss of our babies. 

As I am fast approaching my 51 birthday, my mind has began to think back over this past year and the things that have happened to me. 

When I was young I loved reading and would devour mostly any books I could find and would sometimes visit people to see if they had anything new that I could borrow and return to them. 

This week has been very different for me in a lot of ways.  After the week in hospital, life has been much better for because of how well I have been feeling.

There have been so many thoughts going round my head this past week - as you can probably imagine.

Well, I know you must have been thinking when the next “news” from me was coming.  I will admit it has been longer than I anticipated.  But I can tell you I had good reason for doing so.

Well, I guess this is a kind of catch up with you all…it’s not really news of the week because of what I’m going to focus on. 

I was thinking about writing this because I was talking to someone today who told me that her nephew had autism but grew out of it. 

I know one of my friends asked me to write something about this a few years ago but I just didn’t feel it was the right time to do so.