It surprises me how often people feel they have no or little cause for happiness and joy – both now and from their past.

Anxiety has often sat in the background but lately it has started taking over. He tells himself his recent reuptake of smoking is just short term, the six or so coffees a day he needs to get through the day and the extra beers in the evening,

Now I look at my body differently – the stomach that held my lovely child, my face that shows my smile lines, the imperfections that are just part of me.

I was in the supermarket the other day and observed a woman cursing at the jammed trolley as she tried to extract it with a toddler on her hip and a bag on her shoulder.

How often do you reflect on what got you to where you are today and what were the catalysts that started it all?

Have you heard people talk about their ‘inner child’? At heart, we all still are a child in some ways.