Two years ago today, I made the biggest decision of my life and moved from East London, to the outskirts of Leeds. I moved for love, I stayed because I'm in love.
Not only did I move myself, I uprooted 3 children, terrified that they would hate it, hate me, hate everything about living out in what was, to us at least, countryside.
Two years later, I lay in my beautiful home, surrounded by my family and I know that this was the best decision I ever made.
I have made new friends, I have had many, many new experiences. My children are thriving and happy and the house is filled with laughter (and the occasional, "Have you done your homework yet?")
I never had a doubt that moving halfway across the country would be a huge life-changing decision, and it was. But I can genuinely say that it has been incredible. A leap of faith in which I am still flying.
I am the sort of person that would rather do something, and take the risk of regretting it, than never do it at all.
Being in Yorkshire is like being absolutely surrounded with constant affirmation that it was the right choice for me and my family.
Happy 2nd anniversary, Leeds. Here's to many more years of happiness.
Happy Anniversary Yorkshire, you are my home, (but it's a roll, not a bread cake, ok?)
Big Fashionista x x x