
My parents separated when I was just 15 after a
turbulent marriage. To say divorce was the best thing for them is an
understatement. While my father flung himself head first into a rebound fling
that later resulted in another marriage, my mother took a higher approach, she
set off into the world and she found herself.
Maybe it was my young impressionable age or my
parents drastically different approaches to life and love that influenced me;
but as the older I’ve got, the more I’ve seemed to admire my mum’s non
tolerance to bullshit in relationships. To date, she taught me some of the most
valuable lessons I could have ever learnt when it comes to matters of the
heart. Here are 6 love lessons I learnt from my mother.






