Writing Challenge Day 27: Someone Who Inspires Me

I don’t think it would be fair to select one person to write about as there isn’t a particular historical figure or celebrity that comes to mind. As it is, I run the risk of missing someone out, and the last thing I want to do is offend anyone. But the people who inspire me most are those around me.

The best friend who has supported me through so much, despite her own health issues. Who brought up three daughters alone after their dad died. My crazy partner in crime.

The friend who is one of the kindest and most non judgmental people I know. And her partner who is unbelievably musically gifted, and has never given up on his dream.

The friend who’s juggling motherhood, with so many other responsibilities, fighting so hard to be everything to everyone, and smashing it, even if she doesn’t believe it.

The family members who’ve sacrificed all sorts to provide their kids with the care and education they need and deserve.

A friend who has made incredible progress in her life and fitness goals. Am genuinely in awe.

Another friend who started her own fitness business and works with women to help them towards their fitness goals.

The friend who upheld me and enabled me to attend choir by reducing my anxieties. And being organised enough for us both.

The widow friends, so many of them, bossing life despite the myriad challenges they face, not least of all, losing their partners.

My lovely husband, who has had more ‘life’ thrown at him than any of us deserve. Yet he still gets up, and shows up for me every day. Bearing tea.

And my boy. My son. Who lived through losing his daddy at age eight. Being diagnosed with depression, anxiety and OCD at thirteen. Living with foster carers from age thirteen to eighteen. Coming back home and starting his fitness journey, losing an insane amount of weight, around seven stone if I remember rightly. Youngest shift leader at Tesco Express. In leadership at Winchester Vineyard Church, now deputy manager at Énergie Fitness and he’s not even 24 yet. His emotional literacy and compassion are out of this world and he’s definitely wise ahead of his years. When I needed to sort my diet/fitness/lifestyle he was (obviously) the one I turned to. He gave me the keys to fitness and weight loss. It’s to my own shame that I’m not currently using those keys. But when I can get my head back on board with my body, I know I have the tools.

And there are others. So many others who have inspired me in my mental health journey, my fitness endeavours, my hobbies, and just, well, life. Thank you.

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