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Recently I turned fifty, and for a big scary age, it really didn’t feel big, or scary, when I got finally there!  Despite tears the night before (for being so far through life, there can’t be much left, yeah, I know, erring on the side of dramatic!) turning fifty ended up feeling.... freeing!  There is a blessing to be held in all those trips around the sun, the life experiences, all the joyful and sorrowful moments that we have along the way, and let's not forget the mundane, because it’s impossible to  not consider the daily slog which feels a bit grey at times.  Yep, turning fifty inside the Great Pyramid of Giza brought with it my ‘don’t give a fuck!’ era and with that came – well, what’s next? 

What’s next, indeed! 

This blog for one thing, and a return to my teenage ambition of being a journalist (or a pop star, still waiting for the record contract).  Wonder Wellness Woman came into being in 2024 after a conversation my beloved teenage boys were having about a certain toxic male influencer, he-who-shall-most-definitely-not-be-named, and the realisation that despite taking leaps forward, nothing for women has changed.  Suffice to say, anything involving the aforementioned toxic male has been banned in our house, along with similar self-styled misogynists, but the spark of feminist rage was lit and has since grown into a fully-fledged fire! 

Fuel was added to this fire by a later trip to town and a search for a magazine to read over a quiet coffee.  With three kids (16, 15, and 10) a career as a romance writer, a writing mentor AND an entrepreneur with fingers in many, many pies, a quiet coffee is sometimes the antithesis of a very busy life.  So, off I went to WHSmith and browsed the magazines.  

While there were plenty to choose from, each one I picked up had no relevance to me whatsoever.  I didn’t want to take fitness advice from an airbrushed celebrity, I didn’t want to read about so-and-so's imperfections, or the cellulite on a singer’s thighs who dared to be living their best life on holiday their family, I didn’t want to read a grown-up magazine (you know the ones) either, because I certainly don’t intend to age gracefully!  There was nothing for me at all and what there was available was a big, fat no, no, no, no! 

As I didn’t end up buying a magazine I chose to doom scroll over coffee instead but as I did so, it occurred to me that once upon a time, I would have bought one of those that were on offer, compared myself to the airbrushed celebrity and ended up feeling miserable.  I would have criticised the figure of the singer on holiday (despite not having a perfect body either!!!) and read made-up crap from ‘sources’ that served as headline bait for magazine sales.   

How things have changed.  This change hasn’t been sudden rather a slow burn over the past twenty years which quickened in pace since I had my daughter ten years ago.  There has been an increasing desire to effect any change I can, to ensure that she has better experiences, better female healthcare, better understanding of her autonomy, better grasp on what she is entitled to...just better everything.  And, not just for her.  For all women.  Having hit menopause and realising how little research and training the medical profession affords women in this stage of life, just boils my blood and while I may be one person, the message is clear USE YOUR VOICE. 

With no fuck’s left to give, a ‘down with the patriarchy’ mentality and a shedding of societal conditioning, that is exactly what I intend to do! 

I want this blog to be the magazine I couldn’t find that day, one that is relevant to me, and hopefully to you.  To share my experiences, information, women-in-business, women’s history and everything else in-between! 

Wonder Wellness Woman, in a nutshell... 

Wonder 

A sacred invitation to remember we are part of something vast, mysterious and beautiful.  

Wellness 

The balance of mind, body and spirit 

Woman 

Supporting, and advocating, women, women in business, women’s health and women’s history.   

Ideas for articles are tripping over themselves in my brain, so the next task is to get the concepts down on paper and start writing.  I love writing.  I’m a writer through-and-through! 

Love Katie xxx