I’m back. Back in the glorious expanse of sky that makes me feel part of a huge beautiful world. All year I have waited for this. All year I have plodded and puffed, toiled and teared my way through the months waiting for this…..
….. the wet smulch of sea-soaked sand between my toes. The wind blowing away the stands of stress with every bluster. I’m back. And as always, the beautiful wilderness of Donegal makes me feel alive, alert, appreciative.
I’m back….. in every sense of the words.
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About Grin & Tonic by Alana Kirk
Bouncing into middle age armed with courage, ambition and a pair of tweezers (chin hairs for anyone over the age of 45 reading this) I am a writer with a mission: to redefine this midway point in my life when the last thing I want to do is hang up my high heels and become invisible. This is the end of the beginning, not the beginning of the end. A single mum to 3 fabulous girls, an author, and a fundraising consultant, both ends of my candle are on fire. As I enter this new stage of my life, I want to explore what it means for 'mid-aged' women today, who were promised they could have it all, ended up doing it all, and just do not identify with the traditional image of middle age.
Grin and Tonic 
sounds like bliss to me.
so glad you stopped by today, i had a glitch a few days ago and lost all the blogs i love to read, among them, yours.
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Fantastic! I couldn't feel happier for you Alana. It sounds utterly heavenly. Enjoy enjoy enjoy, you so richly deserve it.
Love the toes, they look ready for plenty of beach time 🙂 xoxo
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Donegal really does have a way of making you feel alive! Fantastic place!
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