It's hard to believe, but it's three months since I jumped on a plane to Switzerland to be with my mother when she was dying.
Throughout this intense flight I was nervous and not really in my body - and it was amazing at the same time.
Or: there is never the right time and you might as well do it now.
It's been quiet at my end - there are reasons for that. But let's not go there right now.
It doesn't actually help take the necessary action to get going again.
In the last few months, when I caught up with friends I hadn't seen for a while, they asked me about what had happened to the emails they used to receive from me so regularly.
You might have wondered what happened with these emails.
Maybe your email address has dropped off the list? No. Everything still is as it was before... With the exception that Since mid July these emails have been rather erratic and, lately, non-existent.
It has definitely been an eventful year for many of us.
In my case it started with an experiment that turned out to be much harder to realise than envisaged, and ended with a broken arm.