How different my birthdays are now to what they once were. When I was in my teens and twenties I would anticipate them for months on end. I'd plan elaborate nights out, look forward to fancy gifts and expect lots of fuss. Now the things that please me most are the people I love, the… Continue reading Feeling Lucky – Birthday Pondering
She walks with purpose, head down, the end in sight until she reaches her spot. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a familiar face. She smiles, nods her head in acknowledgement. They continue their business. A few minutes pass and he stands and walks towards her. They share the table, one on… Continue reading The Library
She's shouting, loudly, although many don't hear her. She wants them to see; to see what she sees. He creates and builds, momentum high, pushing through the resistance. They need to understand. He knows he can do it better and bring something they don't have. If only they knew what he knew. She shares more;… Continue reading Seeing The Other
I want to like them; the delight on her face tells me I should, but the thought of eating one makes my stomach flip.
It's quiet. How long do I have? I check the clock. He's had 30 minutes. Will this be a long nap or a short one? I rush to shower. I dress, but wonder 'How important is make-up today?' Is it worth those extra few precious minutes? I begin applying eyeshadow. I try to still my… Continue reading Mindful Moments
It looks black in the pot but, as I pour, the chocolatey silkiness seeps into my pupils. Drop drop: it spills the familiar spill. Every time I think “I must buy a new pot” and every time I forget as I get swept up in the buzz of the caffeine high. It’s a dull day… Continue reading When Coffee Calls
Art galleries are some of my favourite places to be. My mum always took me to them when I was a child and spent time educating me about the different artists and artistic approaches. I don't claim to know much, but I know there are certain periods and types of art I'm more drawn to… Continue reading Arty Farty
My husband sent me an article today; "The 14 Habits of Highly Miserable People". He often sends articles my way usually things of a psychological nature that he spots when reading the news and because of my love of all things related to the human psyche. I always read, and usually ruminate on, them for… Continue reading The Importance of Gratitude
As much as I love my busy life and beautiful family, I miss those increasingly rare moments of 'me time'. The moments where I'm just me.