One Step is Enough Today

I looked in the mirror the other day and barely recognised the woman staring back at me.

She looked tired. Exhausted. Worn down by it all.
Her skin no longer held the glow it once did in her twenties. The lines on her face had deepened. The circles under her eyes had darkened.
Her eyes — once full of life — now looked vacant. As if the spark had been smothered by worry, uncertainty, and the weight of a thousand unspoken fears.

She wiped away the flaky mascara beneath her eyes, but it only smudged. It didn’t matter anyway — she already looked defeated.
Drained. Empty. Like she had nothing left to give.

The never-ending list of things to do was already playing on a loop in her head:
Book the speech therapy appointment. Pay the invoices. Cook dinner. Don’t forget the supplements. Claim the NDIS invoices. Throw out those old leftovers. Tidy the lounge room.

She stopped herself.
The list never ends. And the tears began.
They welled up in her eyes, spilling over before she can catch her breath.
Her throat tightens. Her chest feels heavy.
“I can’t do this,” she whispers.
“I’m done… I’m just done.”

She’s angry.
Angry at the universe. At the silence. At the unfairness.
Why him? Why me? Why us?

Then, a voice calls out:
“Mum, are you ready?”

She wipes her tears away.
“I’ll be down in a second,” she calls back, forcing her voice to steady.

She splashes cold water on her face. Her eyes are raw from crying. Her body longs for peace.
Just a moment of stillness. A breath. A sign that she’s not completely alone in this.

She silently begs the universe for a sign — any sign — that she’s heading in the right direction.
She doesn’t know the next step.
But she knows she has to take one.

I remember that version of me — I lived it.
But I want you to know something important: I don’t live there anymore.

Things did begin to shift — not all at once, not overnight, but slowly. Gently.
One step at a time.

If you’re carrying more than you ever thought you could, if you feel like you’re running on empty but still showing up day after day — these words are for you!

And for now, that’s enough.
Just one step at a time.

If this has resonated with you, please do me a favour and share it with those walking a similar journey. They too need to hear the words that one step is enough today. 

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Podcast Episode #33:  Living Closer to the Truth with Kirsty McDaide from Jivita

I had the pleasure of speaking with Kirsty McDaide, Founder of Jivita, a wellness brand inspiring holistic living and mindful self-care. Known for her candid, playful approach, Kirsty’s journey into wellness has been anything but conventional—embracing the scrappy, real, and messy parts of finding balance. Through Jivita, she champions quality, seed oil-free products, and intentional well-being, offering thoughtful hampers and health hacks designed to nourish body, mind, and soul. A natural storyteller, Kirsty connects with her community through witty social media content and honest reflections, making wellness feel relatable and fun. Passionate about helping others thrive, she encourages small, sustainable changes that add up to a healthier life—one step, one habit, one honest conversation at a time. In our conversation we chatted about:

▶️ How and why Jivita was born
▶️ The importance of understanding how toxic our food, water, skincare and household items can be
▶️ What is green-washing?
▶️ How to start a low toxic life
▶️ The small changes we can do as parents to lighten the load of our autistic children.

🎙️Kirsty listed out quite a few organisations that can help you on your path with your autistic child.
Click here to grab the links.

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