“It was my first time going away on my own, and my first time on Scilly.
“I hiked up hills, sat and stared at the sea, got caught in the rain, worked, ate, slept and did all of this in my own time. For the first time since I can remember I moved to the beat of my own drum. I remembered who I am, not just ‘what I do’.
“I think so many of us women have forgotten who ‘we are’, and feel guilty for taking the time to remind ourselves.”
She added: “I’m grateful that I was able to do this, and then return to a loving, welcome home, ready to pick up where I left off.”