Why would you want to simply survive when you can choose to thrive?

When I was diagnosed with breast cancer 9 years ago, I was definitely in survival mode. Going through the motions, racking up achievements. Ticking boxes. All good.

So how come, in the midst of a major health scare, it didn’t seem all good anymore?

I realised I had been simply allowing my life to unfold, one foot in front of the other. Which is so, sooooo normal, especially when ‘technically’ you’re a big success. Familiar?