18/11/2024
A letter to my clients as the year winds up …
Can you believe that the festive season is approaching already? For me as the end of year approaches I am struck with how quickly time passes. When I was younger, I felt like time moved sooooo slowly. I was always counting down days until the good things were on. One month until my birthday felt like forever. Fifteen days until Christmas, an eternity! I would count them down and wish them away so the ‘good things’ arrived sooner.
Now that I’m older, I understand with more clarity the value of days. The ones in between the ‘good ones”. Monday afternoons. Saturday mornings. The day before Christmas. The day that may be 27 days before my birthday or days like today. 14 days before I leave for the trip of a lifetime. I no longer wish these away or count them down. Because these days, the days with no particular meaning or noteworthy excitement attached to them, are actually what make up most of our life. This day, as I watch my two dogs sleep under the fan, catch up on my admin, make myself some lunch and write these words, are moments and days that I will never get again. Not exactly the same one anyway.
As I get older, I no longer wish days away. I don’t want them to “hurry up’ as I once did. I often long for them to slow down. I want to ‘live’ them. Whatever is on the calendar for that day. I want to live that. In fact, days when there is nothing on the calendar, are some of my most favourite. These days may be spent on the couch writing, at the beach swimming, in the garden pretending I know what I’m doing, at the supermarket, in the car collecting my daughter or any and all of the above. Whatever it is the day brings, I’m glad to have that day.
This appreciation of time and the ‘in between’ days has been bought to me by life and all of its complexities. Largely, by the painful and confronting bits like death, sickness, grief, loss, aging and change, but also by love and gratitude because when these difficult things come (which inevitably they do) we all wish we had never wished any days away. Not a single one. They are all important.
For me the hard bits in my life have provided me with an intense appreciation for the ‘in between’ days. Right now for me it is 14 days until I embark on a trip to USA to watch my daughter play basketball; 31 days until I meet my eldest daughter in New York and realise a dream we have had since she was 15; 5 weeks until I watch Lebron James play basketball with his son on Christmas Day in San Francisco; and 6 weeks until my daughter gets to drink a Hailey Beiber smoothie at Erewhon (iykyk). There are so many ‘good days’ ahead that when I was young I would have wished the in between days away for, but not today.
Today, the days will pass as they do. In the same time as they always have and I will simply live them. On the couch, in the car driving. At woollies, at the gym, with a friend drinking coffee, with you in my office or simply doing nothing at all. I will live them as they are offered to me and not wish them away because today, in my 50th year, I am fully aware there are not an endless number of days on offer and to wish a single one of them away would just be rude.
Hard days are inevitable. I’m aware that many of you have shared some of your hardest with me. Some are so hard that of course we would like to wish them away. But when these days come again, I would like to remind you that even these days are worthwhile as they allow you to grow into yourself, get to know yourself, help you understand what you think is important and mostly teach you how capable you are.
As I sign off for the year I want to let you all know that I appreciate that for each and every one of you, this year has been difficult in some way. Thank you for sharing those difficult times with me.
I do not take that privilege lightly. Thank you for your trust.
With much gratitude,
Leesha
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I will be on extended leave from December 1st 2024 returning to work on Friday January 10th
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