Even on stressful days when I’m rushing around the house after my five kids, I’m so thankful for the life I have now. Sunny beach holidays, dinners in fancy restaurants, designer clothes and expensive cars are part of our every day, but they were things I could only have dreamt about when I was growing up. Back then, just having a warm meal was something of a luxury.
In 1986, when I was four, my dad died while serving as a Naval officer. Between dealing with her grief and the pressures of being a single parent, my mum struggled with her mental health. She remarried two years later, but the relationship was unhappy. By the time I was eight,
