I’m struck by how well you write on the day-to-day “mundane” things. So beautiful and vulnerable. Thank you sharing. I could relate well to what you wrote.
So I am glad that the lump--although still there--is nothing to worry about. Perhaps it's an aging thing. I have all kinds of bumps on my skin, and I see the doctors and they shrug. My skin looks good to them ;-) I am also glad that you are writing, even if you don't share your writing publicly. It's the practice--like yoga--that counts. You love your children--that is so evident.
Thank you Marie. I think you are right about it being an ageing thing. My hormones have gone haywire since I turned 40 and I haven’t been listening to my body properly. It is just its method of making itself heard.
"Magic amongst the mundane"--nearing the end of this read, I was trying to think of what I might say about your writing here. Then, I read to this line. Your writing, your sharing, is magic in the mundane of your highs and lows, the continual ebb and flow of a life adrift. Like your daughter's paintings, you're making beauty here. Did you know that?
Touched that you are still finding time to be with my story - set so far from where you are - while you are dealing with so much. Thank you. And admire you for finding words of your own to share on here. xx
This is touched with so much magic dear Lisha, just little moments of life happening - I’m glad the lump scare was nothing to worry about, that you left the snail to do what snails do… in my garden they eat all my young plants but that is another story - and that the blue pea plant is still curling around the metal gate “…life continues on as it should…” I am a great believer in this philosophy, everything is happening for a reason. Who are we to change that? X
I’m struck by how well you write on the day-to-day “mundane” things. So beautiful and vulnerable. Thank you sharing. I could relate well to what you wrote.
That means a lot coming from you, Rachel, thank you.
So I am glad that the lump--although still there--is nothing to worry about. Perhaps it's an aging thing. I have all kinds of bumps on my skin, and I see the doctors and they shrug. My skin looks good to them ;-) I am also glad that you are writing, even if you don't share your writing publicly. It's the practice--like yoga--that counts. You love your children--that is so evident.
Thank you Marie. I think you are right about it being an ageing thing. My hormones have gone haywire since I turned 40 and I haven’t been listening to my body properly. It is just its method of making itself heard.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA! xoxoxo
Thank you, baby!
"Magic amongst the mundane"--nearing the end of this read, I was trying to think of what I might say about your writing here. Then, I read to this line. Your writing, your sharing, is magic in the mundane of your highs and lows, the continual ebb and flow of a life adrift. Like your daughter's paintings, you're making beauty here. Did you know that?
Oh Christianna, how you made me cry with your kind words, thank you!
Touched that you are still finding time to be with my story - set so far from where you are - while you are dealing with so much. Thank you. And admire you for finding words of your own to share on here. xx
Thank you, Tanya. Your story is giving me strength, so really, I should be thanking you for it.
This is touched with so much magic dear Lisha, just little moments of life happening - I’m glad the lump scare was nothing to worry about, that you left the snail to do what snails do… in my garden they eat all my young plants but that is another story - and that the blue pea plant is still curling around the metal gate “…life continues on as it should…” I am a great believer in this philosophy, everything is happening for a reason. Who are we to change that? X