Thriving not Surviving

Thriving not Surviving

A year ago my father died.  This last year has been a hard one and I have been on a journey of stopping, grieving, pausing, hurting, pondering, healing and recalibrating.  In the midst of this last year I have really known that there is beauty everywhere, if we choose to see it. When change comes into our lives we need to take time to reassess, to connect with how we feel, with where we are.  I have done a lot of that this last year.  I have...

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Down but not out!

My little  boy fell this week hurting himself in the process; kids do.  He regularly has grazed knees and bruised legs.  At some stage during our growth into adulthood we seem to lose the grazed knees; imperceptibly as we grow we seem to run and tumble less.  A friend recently fell and grazed her knee and realised how unusual this now was, we began to wonder at what age did we stop grazing our knees? In reality as adults we do still fall, but...

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Remembering who you are

It came suddenly, as is often the case, the news that my father had died.  Without warning suddenly life changed.  In the midst of the shock and the trauma my head needed, naturally, to reorientate. They come, moments like this in life, moments that stop us in our tracks, moments that make us reassess, moments that cause us to think about who we are. So much of life is made up of the roles that we play: daughter, wife, mother, friend and so...

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