A week is a long time for us all, and for me to not blog in the last seven days is indeed a sin. Forgive me. So therefore, I find myself on this tiring Thursday evening making an entry. An entry that will most likely be edited by the weekend. Life is busy. Busy is an understatement. I am finding that as the deadline approaches, more and more needs to be done. (Feel free to burst into the chorus of “More More More” by the beautiful Rachel Stevens, at any time…) But the finishing line is in sight and therefore, all I can do is take my friend Nav’s advice and ‘ride it out’. For I know, deep in my heart that next month, my month, the special time will bring with it a ray of sunshine, amidst the cold autumn nights. A new beginning, a fresh start and a new opportunity. November will be the first day of the rest of my life and that is not something written down, or taken too likely. Few know the struggle the last four months have been. This is not the time to look back. Even if summer has been and gone, and I’m still here all alone! Trust is all it takes, I just have to keep reminding myself.