Recently my husband and close friends have informed me that I'm too nice!
A back-handed compliment if ever there was one right?!
Too nice? Am I too nice?!
So today I popped over to one of my all-time favourite blogs, The Joy Chaser, written by my good pal Michelle, who never fails to inspire and spread joy through her words-and this post of her's HERE stopped me in my tracks and reminded me of the importance of fighting our fears.
I want this post to be as positive as possible, really I do but I write this with a frustratingly sore, burnt leg after I spilt a cup of boiling hot tea down myself- and over my poor laptop (which has only just recovered from being swamped by water earlier this month enduring a trip to Google Android hospital) so the pain in my leg might just reveal itself in my words.
I know I'm incredibly lucky in so many ways: I have a strong, supportive, wise and loving husband; the smartest, fun and most encouraging folks you could ever wish for, and a big group of fiercely bright and brilliant female friends (and one male bestie too of course-Will, you rock).
