This has been a strange week. Starting with a funeral on Monday and a birth this morning, it has never been clearer that life is just a series of births, deaths and in-betweens.
We mourn when we lose someone and we celebrate when someone joins us, but in truth we’re all travelling alone.
I love all the great people around me, and I can’t wait to play with the new princess. Yet, I can’t forget that I’m on my own journey, where I need to be responsible for myself and my actions. I also need to work hard to do good, to leave the world better in whatever way I can.
I’ve questioned life and my purpose, and I shall continue to, but what I don’t want to forget is to make the most out of every moment, because you never know how many you have.