World Water Day!
It took me over a year to write this. Maybe because it took me over a year to feel like this. Feel accomplished. Exactly today, 2 years ago, I was made to feel so small by my boss, on a World Water Day event which was organised by one of the biggest development agencies I was working for back then. If I had to choose between my miscarriage and that moment, what caused me more pain, hands down, it would be that humiliation. That is the level of trauma that sometimes our professional life gives to us. Cut to 2023. I am well settled in the UK. I am following my dreams. Yes, my PhD did happen, for real. I am married to the best life partner I could have ever chosen for myself. I have built a small, beautiful home here. My life is relatively simple here, except for the inflation, of course. Lots of respect! Lots of care! Lots of love! Lots of friends! Lots of places to explore! And lastly, lots of rain! That is my life in a nutshell. When I look back, I wonder what was the ...