​Today is a day that I have been planning and dreaming about since I came home from Munich and Paris last year. It’s truly surreal that this evening I will be flying to Paris for three months - and to be honest, I don’t even know what to say or even more how to feel about it. I feel everything - I’m excited, scared, nervous, proud, overwhelmed and to be honest just in complete and utter awe at what I have been able to achieve in the past year. Never in a million years did I ever think it was possible to be able to overcome everything that happened last year, somehow find a way to start over and turn everything around into something positive, exciting, empowering and most importantly (even though this part still scares me) is something just for me.

The past year has been so hard, so unbelievably hard, but the really lovely thing and something that continues to make me silently cry - is that I did it. I didn’t remain broken, hurt and abandoned, instead through a lot of hard work, some very hard decisions and enormous love and support from those closest to me, I made it. I got through the pain, grief and loss and am now so much lighter, happier and grounded in my life that I honestly feel like I can achieve and do almost anything now. As nervous as I am about leaving those closest to me and spending three months in Paris by my self, I am also so excited about the challenge. I have dreamed about living in Paris for as long as I can remember and even though it may not have come about the way I would have liked it too, but I still made it come true and I truly can’t believe that it’s really happening. To everyone who has emailed, commented, followed and supported me, thank you, thank you so very much - I’m so looking forward to sharing this next phase of my journey with you, and of course my first post from Paris in a few days. xo