Will you accept the challenge?



“I feel like I should go.”
           “Whenever you’re ready.”
“Not yet. I think I’ll have some more juice first.”

She smiled and filled his glass, and then plopped into the chair next to him, sighing deeply. He smiled, raised his glass to her, and said,
            “Here’s to us.”
She winked and gave him the biggest smile she could. Then she giggled,
“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

He rolled his eyes and they laughed together. They’d been together for ten years and had never yet ‘properly’ celebrated a Valentine’s Day together.

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Small Steps

what about Bob


I watched the movie above (What About Bob?) when I was about twelve-years-old.

The brain of a 12 year-old is in the middle stage of a certain development and “As they move towards the next stage, Identity vs Role Confusion (around age 12), they begin to form values and challenge the self-confidence they have built over the preceding years. During this new phase, they seek to find the identity they will take with them into adulthood, along with the peers they feel reflect their values and sense of self.”

It is therefore not too surprising that I remember quite a few of the scenes from this movie. But there is one thing in particular that I remember….and as per the quotation above, it is also not surprising that it is something that I have carried with me my whole life…..and can still be heard saying repeatedly, “Baby Steps”.

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They say you have two choices when it comes to biking :

Ride at your own risk. Don’t ride at all.

The same can be said for life. And here comes that favorite line of mine from the movie Shawshank Redemption :

Andy Dufresne: [to Red] I guess it comes down to a simple choice: Get busy living, or get busy dying.”


Forget about yesterday – you cannot change it.

Don’t worry about tomorrow – it hasn’t happened yet.

Live today : Be kind to others, and yourself.

Dream Destruction

He’s a dancer. He is the only male, in an ocean of females, with a particular dance company. His life has been tough and finances are limited. He has incredible talent, and dancing is his passion and dream. When he gets on stage, the raw emotions of his life are incorporated into every moment, and leave me teary-eyed and amazed at the beauty that flows through his body.

We’ll call him Dino.

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Looking Up

The little Yorkie from down the road had come to visit, again. My dog was delighted. They make the strangest pair.

She’s three kilograms of fluff and fun; He’s twenty two kilograms of boisterous activity.

And yet, somehow, they just seem to get along so very well that he won’t eat his breakfast until she has dropped by and eaten her share first.

Yes. Can you believe that?

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Spring Cleaning

I’ve been missing in action. For me, it’s been a difficult time – but as usual, there is always some amusement to be had from difficult periods in our lives. My last blog post was very significant to my absence thereafter – which is rather funny (both funny ha ha, and funny weird) because I didn’t plan it that way at all.
Another thing that I found rather amusing is the fact that I have been ‘M.I.A’ for the entire season of Winter here where I live.
So perhaps this was made for me…….

The only problem is that I haven’t been asleep the entire time…..although then again, maybe I have. Sleep is more than just eyes closed and snoring….it sometimes applies to a dormant soul and a closed heart – just some food for thought.

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The ship was sinking. Fast.

It had been slow at first…the water seeping in through a small hole…
But the pressure had built, and now something so small had grown into something large enough to create chaos and devastation.

In what seemed like a shorter space of time than what it actually was, the ship took one last look at the magnificent orange and red hues of yet another almost perfect sunrise. It disappeared beneath the depths of a very large ocean, immersing itself in the dark depths below.

And sometimes, this is life.

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Blogger Recognition Award

I received this award from my blogging friend Read Between the Lyme.
She honored me with the recognition more than a week ago. And I am only now ‘getting to it’. Thank you for the nomination 🙂
There has been a lot going on the past few weeks. My dad is here for a visit, but this time he has come alone, and not with any Welsh relatives. We have had a wonderful visit, and I am reminded yet again of how the simplest of moments can result in precious memories to cherish. And we most certainly will cherish them.

Of course this is no excuse for taking a sabbatical from blogging – but my coffee cup is empty, and I am slightly tired after being up half the night with the dog – so you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t list all the other reasons.

Moving on to this delightful award, which I am so very grateful to have been nominated for:


Simple rules to follow:

  • Select 15 other blogs you want to give the award to. You cannot nominate yourself or the person who has nominated you.
  • Give a brief story of how your blog got started.
  • Give a piece or two of advice to new bloggers.
  • Thank whoever nominated you, and provide a link to their blog.
  • Make sure to also attach the award itself! Comment on each blog and let them know you’ve nominated them. Provide a link to the award post you created.

My very first blog post with WordPress can be found here.
I suppose it doesn’t really explain HOW my blog got started though.
I started blogging about ten years ago, on a different blogging platform.
I had made friends (purely by chance) with a quirky and lovely man, who was a computer whizz, and I think he felt I had a lot of things to say that were worthwhile. He also seemed to pick up on a form of loneliness in my soul, and asked me if I had ever tried blogging before. I didn’t even know what it was – in my country there are still people who don’t know what a blog is!
He briefly ran through the ins and outs, and then signed me up to a blogging site (not Word Press). I was thrilled, and began my journey into the blogging world – blogging about life, and my children, and where we lived. I made some amazing friends on that journey, most of whom I am still in contact with today. One of those friends is my very best friend – we Skype, we email, we chat online, we Facebook. Sometimes I wonder if her and I were separated at birth, ha!
I stopped blogging on that particular site about six years ago – a lot of my friends had moved on and were no longer in ‘my’ blogging world, but remained in touch via the world of Facebook.
Last year, I got to thinking about the days when I used to blog, and how much I enjoyed the lessons learned and benefited from other people’s experiences, and making new friends and being part of a whole ‘other world and community’ without leaving the comfort of my home, or having to pay a babysitter.
And so I joined the Word Press world. Although admittedly, I am finding things a little more difficult this time around. I have made a few blogging friends though, and love the advice and encouragement and knowledge I glean from reading what they have to say.

Advice for new bloggers?
Who knows. I’m still learning, even though I have been blogging for years now.
I suppose I could say that you need to decide who you’re blogging for, research that area, and then go for it. As you can see by my blog, I pretty much blog for ‘me and my friends’ – but if I was wanting to promote one health product in particular, then I guess my blogging and site would be focused on all things pertaining to that, not only the product, but health wise.
If that makes any sense?
A second piece of advice, I suppose, would be that you should try and interact with others – but always respect them. Remember the rule : If you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say it at all. I know people ‘put themselves out there’, and we all have the right to an opinion – but just because you don’t agree with what someone has posted, respect them enough to know that it’s their opinion – and without naming and shaming, maybe retaliate with a blog post of your own?
(This goes for all the Facebook Fundi’s who don’t seem to know about respect anymore as well, and verbally attack and argue openly on the public forum. It makes it so unpleasant. Sigh.)
But then again, maybe I am just ‘old school’, and have a different way of doing things?

I know that the point of these awards is to genuinely pick the correct amount of people, think it through, and name them. But for me, every person who takes the time to read my posts should receive an award :

They have given me a moment of time that they can never get back, and for that I am very grateful.

So if you are reading this, then you are a blogger who deserves recognition, and you may consider yourself nominated!
Please let me know if you play along, because I don’t want to miss your stories!

Actions and Words




For a long time, I didn’t fully understand this quote. I can remember many occasions where I would look at what someone was doing, without knowing the reason behind it, and make my own assumptions of that persons character or situation, using the excuse that, ‘Actions speak louder than words’.

I am not sure if it is life experience or age and wisdom that have brought me to the conclusion that I misunderstood the whole thing entirely. I’ll say that it is a combination of both – definitely a particular situation I find myself to be in being the major influence here.

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