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.