“It’s too late for me… ” is a phrase that I hear so often.
And I remember a time when I felt exactly the same. I was in my mid-thirties, getting divorced – and without the family I always thought I’d have by then. Within a short space of time I lost my marriage, my home and job I loved.
Now I know of course that it was only the beginning, the starting point so to speak of the life I was actually meant to live, the path to finding the love I was meant to have and actually finally doing the work I was meant to do.
But when you’re in that place it is so hard to keep the faith, so hard to believe in a future you just can’t see.
Looking back I can see how it has all fallen into place. Every plan that didn’t work out, every dream that fell flat, every detour, rejection and dead-end… every date that didn’t work out until I bumped into Neil one day out of the blue… and here I am.
I just want to say this to you – if this is where you find yourself…
Don’t fall for the ‘too late’ lie.
Your best is yet to come, it’s all ahead of you.
You only need to choose it 💕
All my love