My life story has been intensely shaped by the death of my mother, 10 days after my 16th birthday. The anniversary of her death this year will mean I have now spent more years living without her than I ever had with her. When a loved one dies, typically grief is viewed as something to work though. Something you will, eventually, get over. This is bullshit.
The 10th of September has different meanings to different people. For some it is just another day, for others it may be their birthday or a relationship anniversary. For me, this day stands only as World Suicide Prevention Day – a cause that I hold close to my heart.
So often we hear “just make time for your health and fitness”. While this is so very true (and is definitely a tune I sing) there is a bit more to it if you want to make healthy living part of your life long term.