The past year has been v eventful for me/us - the nicer parts of which I have blogged about - the less jolly I chose not to. Not because I don't believe in blogging about the
less nice bits...(reading about some of the
hardships fellow bloggers face has inspired me), or because I want to pretend my life is all
Bunting and cupcakes !
Anyway...for various reasons my joblist at the moment is longer than ever. Over the past few weeks I have been v grumpy and more than a little stressed. I can be a bit of a control freak and nothing scares me more than feeling out of control! I've taken stacks of headache tablets and gone to bed ridiculouly early to avoid being even more annoyingly miserable.
SO. Something had to change...
This time last year our beautiful inside and out cousin Jen died after a long and selfless and courageous battle with cancer. Just a few weeeks earlier she had been well enough to attend Nelly's wedding, where this picture below was taken
The two beautiful young ladies on the right are Jen's girls - who continue to be such an amazing credit to her.
Growing up Jen was always someone I aspired to - she was my glamorous older cousin , the epitome of style. She gave me the best bit of advice a couple of days before she died. I commented on how she was still 'working it' with the surgical socks she had to wear, and laughing, she said 'ah yes, slim legs again...be careful what you wish for!'
I vowed there and then I would never, ever complain about being fat!!!
Of course, over the year I have forgotten this vow, along with the vow I made to myself that I would be grateful and feel blessed for each and every day I have. I also made this promise to myself when our #2 son recovered from cancer after being given a 50/50 chance of survival (fighting maudlin...bare with me!)
the state of my house get to me
so much? I have a beautiful home.
How could I dispair at the damage the builders have inadvertantly done? I'm so lucky to have the Granny move in to her Garden Suite and spend so much precious time with her.
How could I complain about being over weight...I've eaten too much. Lucky me.
How could I moan about the hand prints on the walls, the lack of grass in the garden, the piles of dirty washing, the muddy shoes ruining my hall carpet, the fact that my house (home!) smells of 'boy' rather than Jo Malone....I wanted carefree, happy, adventurous children....and that's exactly what I've got!
And with regards the job list? yes, it all has to be done...one day!
In the meantime here's todays pledge:
I'm going to spend less time moaning about the lack of storage for the boys games....
AND MORE TIME PLAYING THEM!
thank goodness for late night clarity!!! fee x
The bunting is by my lovely friend jane - I have such special and inspiring friends too!