This January has been harder mentally than most for a while and filled with a bit of dread, I wasn’t really sure why.
A bit of reflection and I think it is significant that this is the 4th start of a year since my diagnosis of FAP. In a way my body and mind is tiring of the thought of what will be thrown my way in a whole year, in the long 11 months that are still to come.
I much prefer the end of the year when I can take a deep breath and feel relieved and regenerate over the Christmas and New Years break.
But again this is letting my health rule my life and I never benefit from that.
There are 11 months of 2018 that I can do amazing things with. The good news is that February is starting the right way with an island holiday!