Some of you may be wondering just what was that dream I alluded to which has since been dusted off and given a new life? Well, let me begin by saying that January feels like a lifetime ago given the remarkable and breathtaking changes which have become my new life. Besides re-visiting some old, incomplete writing projects and breathing new life into them, which is exciting enough by itself, I have also embarked on a new academic journey of sorts.

My focus this year is also on completing a one-year Masters program in Communications. It was a big decision and one that came up out of nowhere but one which also makes a lot of sense. I thought to myself, why not capitalise on my existing writing skills and explore this new avenue? It’s one which will hopefully lead to a role working with a non-profit organisation, managing their communications, both internally and externally. It’s an exciting field and I am thoroughly embracing the program, its teachings and all the possibilities that are unfolding along the way.

I won’t lie – it was a tough decision to make and there have been moments of adjustment for all of us in my family, but besides my new study, I feel extremely blessed to have found a sweet balance, where I can be at home with my one-and-a-half-year-old for two days a week, enabling us to continue our trend of nature walks in the bush, at the beach and at home in the back yard.

I wouldn’t trade those moments for anything.