Turning off my laptop, I was exhausted.
It was late evening and, working in strategy planning for a healthcare organisation, I’d only just finished.
Tucking my girls Izzy, then 12, and Maddie, nine, into bed, I gave them a kiss goodnight.
‘Sweet dreams,’ I said.
It was June 2021, and in the middle of a lockdown I’d been busy juggling homeschooling and work as a single parent.
Though I loved my job, I was feeling burnt out.
What else can I do with my life? I wondered.
I’d always
