So I’m sitting in my bed in England looking out the foggy misty outdoors and wondering what on earth happened to me this year. I was asked to resign and paid off from my job which I loved. Cause #metoo. Don’t want to get in to In yet. But will do at some point. I drink to forget, to numb the pain and to get on with day to day life. I know that’s brutal but it’s the truth of my daily life. I’m grateful for my blessings but struggling with my demons. It’s Christmas and I’m grateful to be in my safe haven, my cottage away from the world. Here’s to a better 2018. One where I am strong and patient, understanding and empathetic. One where I can champion women the world over! Not just in Saudi!.
The Date that grew from the Oak
Grateful for it all
The Date that grew from the Oak 