So long for a little while

Hey everyone,

I hope you’ve had a great weekend.  Mine’s been fine, thanks for asking.

Actually, it’s been better than fine.  I’ve spent time doing all the things which make me happy – I finished reading a book which I’ve enjoyed immensely, I listened to music, I watched a movie which made me cry, I painted, I danced, I made good food, I drank a little wine, I cuddled my crazy cat and I saw one of my loveliest, dearest friends whom I adore.

I also did a little adventuring.  Way back when, I used to harp on about the wonder of mini adventures – meaning shlepping about this place or that willy-nilly during the weekends I actually happened to be in the country.

Now, it seems, mini (perhaps even micro) adventures are what I live for.

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So Long, so grateful

In my previous post I was really happy to report heaps of positivity about what’s been going on in my life and how I was feeling about it all.  Despite the world continuing to be a really shit place it felt great to be able to share so many sunny snippets, no matter how seemingly inconsequential they were.

But my newly-adopted mother-earth optimism also brought me to the conclusion that I’ve been horribly self-centred these past few months.

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Heading back where I b-Long

IMG_6025A very dear friend gave me this a few weeks ago.  She’d drawn it especially for me.

I absolutely love it.

What a wonderful thing for a friend to do and, indeed say!

I’ll be honest.  I didn’t recognise that person in the picture as me.

Perhaps partly because I don’t have much in the way of self-esteem. 

But also because it doesn’t even come close to representing who I am right now.

I’ve had a particularly challenging time of it during the past 12 months.

Add in a terrifying, global disaster and I have been, understandably, a mess.

To boot, I certainly haven’t had a figure like THAT in a VERY long time, hahaha!

Rewinding to my last post four weeks ago, you may remember that I decided I wasn’t going to be a pandemic prisoner anymore. 

I was determined not to let anxiety win.  

I had to get my wonderful old, spirited self back.  

In short, I knew that I wanted to look at least a little bit more like the girl in the drawing.

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