The Jolly blog has been neglected of late, but I make no apologies.  Sometimes you have to withdraw and refuel.  It's been a big year.  A year of unprecedented growth in my business.  A year of giving and of service.  A year of heartache in my personal life.   By September I felt utterly depleted and drained.  I had nothing left to give and my soul was crying out for nourishment.  Unafraid of pulling the proverbial plug, my family and I packed our bags and left for Ireland (my real home) for a week. 

And what a week it was.  Only five people knew I was arriving.  I decided to just do what I wanted to do - no obligations to anyone.  I was craving, as I often do, freedom.  Freedom to roam, freedom to explore, freedom to dream, freedom to just be.   I ate lots of comfort food, I went horse-riding, I took long country walks, I stood alone outside in the cold to gaze at the moon, I spent time with fun-loving people, I laughed a lot, and I was reminded of all the goodness and kindness in the world.  I reconnected with myself.   Next time I won't wait so long.