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Moving Day

So I have taken the plunge and moved to my own hosting….. hope I do not lose too may of my readers.

Change is often scary but as the saying goes, ‘comfort zones are like paved roads, nothing ever grows there.’

Each little step is a step towards achieving a goal. I have successfully completed nine artworks (will post pics soon) and they are ready, framed and off to market. It was not without some trials and failed attempts. Holding thumbs for great feedback and some sales. I do try to remember that Rome was not built in a day, so no matter the outcomes I will keep looking forward and changing what is needed along the way.

The Intellectual Thunderstorm was granted his Disability Grant and has moved into his own little abode on the property. His next step in striving for independence. He has also started his first steps towards his own little business. More to follow soon. He is learning to juggle a whole new world, oft times daunting, however he is coping better than expected.

The Pink Whirlwind has grown so much, it feels as if I blinked and all of a sudden there was a young lady in the place of my sweet faced cherub. She is officially a tween and life is all about style, selfies and bff’s. Current style and best fitting her personality is that of free spirited bohemian.

Our family grew over the last few weeks, in addition to our 2 lovable Pups and 2 cuddly Hammies, we welcomed 2 feathered friends in the way of Silkies (fluffy chickens). A mothers day gift from my handsome Bearded Biker. I have to say they have really tickled my heart strings. Charming, sweet little peckers they are. Took only 3 days and they are running to greet us at the gate when we approach. It seems that its not only men who’s hearts are found through the tummy 🙂

I hope the days past have been good to all of you and that through each hurdle you may have faced you remember a great saying I love, “If we have never failed, it means we have never tried.”

 

So I start….again….

So I have decided to attempt to be healthy and fit again. Funny how we can be so absorbed with a course of action that it becomes a huge part of life, then poof! Life takes a turn and you blink and four years have gone by and you have not exercised and you are a whole dress size bigger……

Believe it or not, four years ago I had the beginnings of six pack definition and Bearded Biker and I were really living the healthy lifestyle. Then our gym closed, life was never the same. We had a quiet gym we attended that was in a small shopping complex. We adored that gym. No queues at the equipment and and no water fountain circuit users. It was just serious gymers who got in, worked hard and got out. We tried other gyms, we just did not gel with all that hype and “traffic” and our motivation waned and we got……lazy!

The kids are rolling their eyes at this healthy living rearing its head again…..no more sugary chocolates and cakes. Its Dark chocolate covered macadamia lemon balls and Low carb, high protein meals. Yes, there is a good amount of healthy fresh veggies and fruit as well. I won the kids over with smoothies and frozen fruit for sorbet….Cannot expect them to grow up with healthy mindsets and bodies if we not prepared to be examples.

I have to say, two weeks in and a few centimeters down, I am really feeling so much better in my skin and mind. I forgot how calming it is to exercise. It gives your mind time to zone out and you just focus on the muscles and the feelings. You feel energized and motivated in more areas of life as well. Must be all the endorphins kicking off.

It does require a lot of changes in how you think, your internal self talk plays a big part in sticking to it through those tough days, where you have just had a rough day and could just chill with a glass of wine in front of the TV. I do however think that mastering the art of pep talking yourself into just doing those crunches, has an impact that will carry itself into other areas of life.

Being able to reason within yourself despite how you feel, is a tool that can serve us well when we slump into those depressive days. Where hiding would be so much easier than fighting to live. Holding on to reason and being able to implement knowledge, can enable us to move through moments that would otherwise debilitate us. Remember, emotions come and go and unless we allow them to, they cannot dictate where we head in life and what we achieve. For some of us it seems to come easy, the ability to move through an emotion, to reason and keep control. For others it is a much harder journey that requires steady support from family and friends. Keep this in mind as you walk through life, be a pillar for those struggling. If you are one that struggles, remember to reach out for support. Life is not meant to be lived alone and there is no shame in what you are dealing with.

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Chapters

It is amazing how our lives are filled with chapters, each with its own unique feel, yet all fitting together to complete the book of our life story.

I know, the phrase is not an uncommon one in all circles, from Pinterest posts to poems.

As common as it is though…. it is so true. I am sure those who do not like to read could say that one season has come to an end in the series of their life’s story. However you choose to state it, the fact remains, we all live and experience phases of life that start and end, leaving behind memories and lessons…..sometimes heartaches.

This past two weeks has brought to a close a few of those chapters in my life as well as Bearded Bikers and his family.

For me, I am no longer a Bookkeeper. After many points to consider we decided that the cons outweighed the pros in that line of work in our lives, and we have decided that I will now take the leap, a scary yet exhilarating one, and focus on my art and writing. A new business venture is being plotted and soon we will launch. Crossing fingers, toes and hair strands with loads of prayer and hard work that all will pan out. I will reveal all as soon as its ready for the spotlight.

For Bearded Biker and his family, the chapter closed with tears and sweet goodbyes. They bid farewell to their Ouma/ Avó/Gran. She will be remembered in cherished memories held in their hearts. The kids and I did not know her long but she spoke often of Portugal and the boats on the bay there, we have a few sweet memories to cherish as well. The sweet side of the “goodbye” was the “hello’s” that the family got to say to those who came from far. Moments shared around the fire after, with glasses of wine and stories to tell.

Wherever you are in your life. Be it the beginning, middle or end of a chapter. I trust you remember to take time to make memories, to learn and grow, but most of all……to find the joy in each day.

At long last

More than a year since I sat and typed on here. It seems like just the blink of an eye, yet looking back, so much has happened in that one blink that it could almost be a lifetime.

Bearded Biker and I tied the proverbial knot in a small, intimate wedding with just immediate family and our closest friends. Blessed with a beautiful Autumn day spent under the trees by the riverside.

I will say that hand making 130 flowers out of old novels was painstaking and blister forming… but…. the result of standing back on the morning of and seeing the hard work all put together was well worth it.

I even got treated to an old fashioned Honeymoon tradition, I had no idea where we were headed off to until we got to the Airport check in… and neither did anyone else besides Bearded Biker and the travel agent……Bali was beautiful.

We ran a fun competition for family and friends where we posted to a wedding blog everyday, first to guess the destination won a prize. Took five days for the correct guess. Was so much fun seeing where everyone thought we were.

There have been Job losses and Job changes through this past year for all 3 of us graced with age. Bearded Biker had the rollercaoster joy of retrencment and contract work to finally settling in well in his new position at a small company, with an owner that has time and care for both his business and those in his employ.

I have moved on from one bookkeeping position to what was meant to be another. Whether the change was good or bad all depends on ones view of the situation. I choose to look at it that me doing work far from actual bookkeeping, (although at times it has been daunting and caused some sleepless nights) I am gaining a wealth of knowledge and experience. Sometimes the knowledge is not always the knowledge I wanted… but part and parcel in life.

The Intellectual Thunderstorm acquired a volunteer position in an Assisted Living home, unfortunately he fell ill and was admitted to hospital. What was to be a routine appendix removal turned into a 3 ½ Hour wait for me in the hospital room, wondering what had happened.

He was finally wheeled into the room where the Doctor proceeded to explain to me how his Appendix was absolutely healthy, however they had discovered upon further investigating that he had A Meckel’s Diverticulum. It was removed and at least now it cannot cause any further harm, as it had been leaking acid into his abdominal area.

He has since decided, after much debate, that the Assisted Living Facility work is not where he wants to be in his future and has started learning Renovation skills instead, building a portfolio for a future Business of his own.

As much as his heart was compassionate to the elderly and disabled, he found it hard to interact and understand the social world and work politics of his co-workers. At least tools can’t give you mixed signals and argue with you……

Our Pink Whirlwind spent her year hard at work in her books and studies. It was not all smooth sailing, she is a vat of unending energy and imagination coupled with quite a strong will. (and thankfully does not have ADHD. She was tested. Turns out she is just rather clever and gets bored with the work.) She achieved Honour Roll as well as 3 other awards that now hang on her wall. I think she has seen the bright side to all that hard work.

Raising them is a daily challenge and we are learning the skills to “Outwit” their antics. Sometimes watching them use their intelligence to get out of doing things can be both amusing and heartily frustrating. We will choose to be flattered that God feels we can handle, and raise these two unique and beautiful humans without damaging their Souls and personalities. We trust Him daily to help us navigate it all.

There are so many more stories I could share from our past year. I am sure we have all had a year filled with ups and downs. I just hope you can look back and see, in those low moments you had, a glimmer of a silver lining that can become a beacon of growth and strength that will help you navigate the challenging days that still lie ahead.

Heavens Strings

Time often seems so fleeting that I wonder if I have even taken a breathe let alone seen 4 weeks go by. Yet in these rare and quiet moments I can remember all those little things that have been successes or failures, the lessons as well as the motivators.

I attended a ride out to escort a young boy who was graduating. There were 18 Bikers all together for a cause. This youngster had lost his mom and his dad was trying to make the day a little more special. It was an amazing yet emotional adventure. Riding behind his car I thought of my Intellectual Thunderstorm and how he would not have this graduation event in his life. I felt honored to be able to share this moment, a mom with a son who would not graduate at the graduation of a son who’s mom was unable to be there. 

Yet even though that is the case, I know I am extremely blessed to have him still in my life.  Even though he suffers struggles and fears, I get to see him overcome and succeed.

Over the last few months I have witnessed the heartbreaking struggle of an acquaintance who lost her precious child, only 9 Years old.   Life is full of moments that put our struggles into perspective. Help us see the silver lining s in our storms.

Its those small silver linings that shine the tendrils of light into those dark days, the strings from above that we can grasp onto and hold tight till the sun peers through and our strength is rewarded.

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Just a Day

This week I hit a day where ‘Giving Up’ seemed to be my minds mantra. I just ran out of steam and even simple thought processing was a chore. I was the epitome of the ‘hormonal’  woman. Tears seemed to want to leak out at every turn and my doomsday nerve thought it needed to be heard and exercised.  My body and mind were exhausted. I spent the day reading a novel and escaping my own thoughts as best I could.

By the end of the day I battled feelings of failure. As to me, nothing productive had been accomplished. The next morning I awoke as usual, blessed to have opened my eyes to the start of another day, filled with the presence of my loved ones and to the realization that I had not failed the day before. I had succeeded in giving myself and my body what it needed. I day to just be. To breath and to heal from the pressures our daily lives put us through.

I think we too often forget to listen to the signals our own minds and bodies send us. We motor forward at break neck speeds fearing not getting done. When taking a break and looking after ourselves is just as important as that next deadline.

I am glad I did stop for a moment. I am glad I allowed myself that one day of ‘giving up’, of letting go and finding a way to divert my mind. For life is full of mountains and hills. If it weren’t for that one day, I would not have had the strength to see the rest of this week through effectively.

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“1..2..Buckle my shoe..”

Baby steps….I believe its all about the little steps forward that dictate progress and success.

We cannot ‘High Speed’ chase it to the finish line without the small steps of planning and preparation and expect a quality outcome. Even MotoGP Riders study the track, learn the bike and its ‘personality’. Spending days practicing before they partake in the High Speed Race to a win.

So in lieu of my belief above, I am taking solace in our baby steps. Progress has been small in the last 9 days but it is progress. I may only manage to study for 45 minutes in a day (Bookkeeping is not my dream job, in fact its kind of mind numbing for me) but it is 45 minutes closer everyday to a finish. Rather 45 minutes of quality study than hours and nothing learnt. I may stop every 2 steps and take a breather but I do move again. The veggie seeds are planted and I have my next painting mapped out, research on Neuroplasticity is going a bit slower.Bearded Biker is hard at work in his new Job, putting in extra to build his career. Showing that perseverance pays off eventually.

Our perseverance and progress, albeit slow, seems to be having other effects as well. That with our newly installed ‘family project’ board has inspired the Intellectual Thunderstorm to slowly complete projects of his own as well. A task he has battled with for years. Usually spending a few minutes on something for it to just be discarded and never finished. This week though, he has completed two projects in full.

Our Pink Whirlwind is just that, twirling through her days on a rainbow of imagination and energy. I think her bedroom has been rearranged about 15 times in the last month. At least she finishes what she starts as well 🙂 even if she just restarts it again later.

So I guess what we have learnt is, even if it is 1 step 2, then a breather to buckle a shoe. As long as you get up and take steps 3 and 4, and so on, progress will come.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ready, set and I hope its a Go!

Well its a start. Emails sent, appointments made and docs downloaded. I’m feeling daunted and excited at the same time. Feel like I am walking on a wall, one side is failure and the other success. I am trying to keep my eyes on the success side. Got a response from a prominent person I emailed, can’t decide if it was a good mail or a bad one.  On one hand I am absolutely amazed that they responded…and so quickly to boot, took all of 12 hrs, I didn’t even really think I would get a response… so miracle number 1. On the other hand though they didn’t sound too hopeful that this will kick off. They have tried on another side of things and the red tape is apparently miles long and keeps changing.

I am determined though, my heart says its right and my brain is saying failure is not an option. Change is made by those who are crazy enough to try and keep trying. Page one has started so let’s see where this books story goes……

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The Little Things

It’s been quite a hectic last couple of weeks. Life has spun by at an alarming rate with Doctors visits, bouts of illness and work drama’s. All typical of life.  After a ‘catch up’ session with a friend the other day I was asked how am I still standing. I realized its not something I have ever thought about. I just get up and do, there isn’t really any other option. So I have been thinking, what is it that helps me to keep moving forward instead of just ‘checking out’ so to say.

While taking a little break from it all the other day (I was painting my very sweet ‘wizard’ elf I got for Mothers Day) my daughter sat beside me and said, ‘I think Bearded Biker is the best man ever mom, he is lovable, caring,  funny and always tells the truth’ A point I know and will always cherish but to hear it from the innocent mouth of a child and to know she feels that way is a pleasure. I have to credit him for always being there to give me a hand on those days when the ‘get up and go’ is a little harder to do. Also, as much as my son is having this struggle and its been a battle for years to find answers, I take comfort in the little steps, we may not be there yet but we are closer than ever before. (Here I need to add that as much as some belittle the government hospitals and care here, there truly are passionate and caring doctors and nurses working in these places, so far the best care and willingness to help and find the answers has been from these precious people.) My daughter is healthy and full of spark and where before life seemed peachy on the outside, it was devoid of true friendship and emotional safety; Now we have a home, not a mansion filled with things but a home, walls and a roof filled with loving people.

So I guess the main aspect for me that works is trying to focus on the little things in life that are right, those small things that we might miss or lose sight of in the efforts to keep our  heads above the water. I find that dwelling on the hurdles in front of us lends itself to us falling down, they seem larger than they really are. Instead aim your sites on the end goal, the finish line if you will. Keeping the hurdles in view but not your main focus allows the mind to see the bigger picture, you can plan better and have more room to breathe. Remember how far you have come and all you have already accomplished, no matter how small the victory, it’s still that…. a Victory. Instead of sitting at night counting all the wrong and downer things that have happened or the things we didn’t get done, list the small steps you made towards the end goal and if you sitting there saying ‘It didn’t work out!’ remember, at least you tried! That’s a step forward too.

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