The last month hasn’t been easy. I’ve lost an uncle who funeral it is today and I’m still in Papua, Indonesia. In my heart I’m there with my family as they bury my Uncle. I’ve wept with them as they have dealt with this sudden loss.

It all started when I turned 32. I had a great day with my Indonesian family, I spoke to my family in England and everything was good. Well until doubts started to creep into my mind about being 32 and not having a family of my own, being single and just being alone. I was physically never alone because I was surrounded by my family here in Indonesia, but to see them all with there family wasn’t making these feeling any better, in fact it was making it worse.