Stress gets a bad name. There is such a thing as motivational stress. It gets us out of bed, helps us reach goals and deadlines, keeps us ticking over. It's when things start to feel overwhelming, and they affect your sleep and concentration that it needs to be addressed. How did we get so busy at being busy?
A couple of years ago, I decided to stop dying my hair, and let my inner silver fox come out. This was due to walking down Buchanan Street here in Glasgow and seeing girls who had dyed their hair 'granny grey' and I thought, I've got that for free! Its as if getting older has suddenly become acceptable. Amen to that. I'm all about thinking ahead and planning. Here's my take on sensible stuff to think about for us, and also significant other people in our lives who are maturing.
I'm paraphrasing an Eagles of Death Metal song here, but the point is: how do we as people deal with, and react to bad news? Also, how much of our friends advice do we take on board when it comes to discussing the event, and how to deal with it. And of course, the news may be devastating, but are you secretly relieved that you dodged a bullet?