The letter I wish I'd sent
Dear Valerie, Just sitting here thinking about work or the lack of it. I can remember what it was like to work all those years ago, lunches, coffee break. Then it was over, children came along, then more children and then more again.
Decisions were made and I found myself at home. Do I regret it? I can't even answer that, life got in the way, parents were unwell and 'work' wasn't going to happen.
Lots of regret listening to friends, having to go home early from a night out. W.O.R.K. in the morning.