I am forever grateful that I lived at a time when we could afford (heartfelt thanks to my hard-working chaddy) for me to spend my time and energy in bringing up our children. Around a quarter of a century all in all. A quarter-ish of my life, if Iโm lucky.
There is no job title nor salary that could have sufficiently compensated me to have missed out on those precious years - even in part. It was a small fraction of my life when I zoom out, though it often didnโt feel it at the time.
Being a full-time mum was the hardest and most worthwhile thing Iโve done to date by a long shot and I canโt see anything topping it (bar potentially being a grandma, but this honour has yet to be experienced โฆ fingers firmly crossed).
Life is simple. We make it complicated.
Meaningful relationships matter most. My nearest and dearest might miss me and occasionally think of me when I buggar off (hopefully).
A legal entity wonโt. Online followers wonโt.
We should always be mindful how we spend our time and energy - our most precious, limited resources - during our short time on this wonderful earth.
We come without stuff, we leave without stuff.
Itโs never about stuff.