A nearer fifty than forty Scot’s lass. Graduate, successful business woman, mother, wife and alpha to two dogs. Love to write and am an avid reader who obsessively collects books like a squirrel hoards nuts. Consider myself artistic, creative and intuitive. But also impulsive, stubborn and opinionated.
Always been sporty and exercise is very important to me. But not in an obsessive, neurotic oh my god how many carbs and where is my fit bit kinda way. For me, exercise is my coping mechanism. I Lift, play Rugby and am a proper outdoorsy kinda gal. Time spent in nature is time well spent. Particularly fond of mountains, bagging Munro’s and whisky.
In my forty odd years, I have had my fair share of ups and downs, most of which in time I will share. Happiness and heartache, these experiences shaped me but they did not define me. We are all still works in progress, mistakes are lessons learned. People come and go, but knowledge is a constant. To learn is a luxury not afforded to all. And I intend to continue asking the questions, being that bloody difficult woman.
Like to leave you with the words of Henry David Thoreau. He sums it up far more eloquently than ever could;
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms…”