Heartbroken...

Dear wanderful friends… my heart is broken into a million pieces but I have a story I want to tell you and an important message I feel strongly about sharing....

My heart is broken into a million pieces and it hurts so much to share with you that my love, my wonderful, kind, generous, and beloved backpacking husband of 41+ years, my soul mate and father to our three amazing boys and our three beautiful grandchildren, has passed away. James (also known to many as Trav) died in my arms during the early hours of 6th March.

To our shock, with just one minor niggling medical concern apparent, he was diagnosed with stage 4 bowel cancer early last year, in 2024. He decided he wanted to keep this news within our family circle while he determinedly went through palliative chemo treatment. Family have been so loving and amazingly supportive over what has been a year of extreme highs and terrible lows. We all love him dearly and I know everyone he met him also loved him.

The messages of love and condolences I’ve received have been heart warming but as you might imagine I will never get over losing him – the love of my life.

The reason I’m writing this ever-so personal post is that I have a story I want to tell you and an important message I feel strongly about sharing. It’s about living the life of your dreams – making your own ‘One Day’ into ‘Day One’. Because time might be shorter than you think.

It concerns me that with the pensionable age ever rising, more and more people are putting off leaving the workplace. Last month, troubling statistics found more women than ever are working past the age of sixty five.

The story that follows isn’t fiction. It’s heartbreakingly real.

So, if you’re planning to retire early but you’re not sure you dare?

You should read on…