Taking perspective:

1 year ago: I stated baking sourdough bread.
2 years ago: I didn’t know if I would write a book after Rainforest.
3 years ago: I was physically v unwell & needed surgery.
4 years ago: I embarked on a leap of faith.
5 years ago: I launched Painting Red Orchids

6 years ago: I was so afraid & lost in life while also trying to be joyous
7 years ago: I was trapped & desperately unhappy
8 years ago: My first book Burning Rice was reprinted after going out of print
9 years ago: I had no book published & didn’t think I would ever publish

10 years ago: I moved to Kings Cross after giving up on having children of my own
11 years ago: I started writing poetry
12 years ago: I started a creative writing course
13 years ago: I couldn’t teach in high school
14 years ago: I moved to Australia

What a trip

Yes this thread started with me thinking I was pretty happy with my sourdough not being *great* bc one year ago I couldn’t even bake yeasted bread. I’m doing okaaaay & so are you!!