It’s tough. Sometimes you hate it. Other times you love it. Most times you just can’t understand it or work it out. But despite it’s ups and downs we are here experiencing it and every day we have a choice as to which way we choose to embrace it.
I’m grateful for my life. This week I went to a funeral. A brother of a good friend. He was only 42 and left behind 8 children and family and friends who loved him very much. It’s too young. Funerals remind you about life; how short it is, how valuable it is, and how we need to live to make it count.
Hectic week coming up as we plan for a month-long adventure leaving next weekend. Yes we are fly by the seat of our pants people. We’ll be road tripping up to Brissy for a week.
From there we are heading on a P & O cruise to the Pacific Islands (lifetime bucket list check!) and then having a week in Qld before returning home. And then I go to Malaysia for six days to check off another lifetime bucket list – orangutans in Borneo.
Song of the week: Some nights by Fun
I LOVE this song lately. I’m finding myself figuring out still what I stand for and some nights I just don’t know. But I still wake up and fight. Celebrate the waking up.
“The secret of success is learning how to use pain and pleasure instead of having pain and pleasure use you. If you do that you are in control of your life. IF you don’t life controls you.” -Anthony Robbins
Spending my days doing what I love
This week I had so so much gratitude for being able to create this life working from home doing what I love.
Every now and then I will take a day of teaching, as it is good money and I like to stack my bank balance odds. I took one of those days on Friday. After 10 minutes my text message to Craig looked something like this “FAAAAARRRRKKKKK. Fuck Fuck Fuck”
Thankfully he replied with a reminder to breathe and a simple word “Freedom”
I sat at the desk during break and almost cried so grateful I was that I no longer have to put up with spending my days pretending I am teaching when really I am just trying to maintain order while at the same time being sworn at, abused, and yes this day, even whacked on the hand by a child.
I have my challenges with blogging, but I never wake up wishing the day would go away because of it and I never feel that pain of utter stress-filled angst twisting itself around my body and I don’t come home of a day thinking how fucked up society is and hating adults who can’t get their shit together enough to give innocent children a better chance at life.
Thank you thank you thank you, that this life is no more for me.
Favourite reads for the week
The truth about being a Mummy by Laney from Crash Test Mummy The Video in this post is great. Makes you realize how wonderful it is to be a mum despite the challenges.
Why are travel bloggers so nasty to each other? by Toni from Reclaiming my Future. This could be written about Mummy blogs too and any industry or niche really. I don’t understand why people can be so mean, but I wish it would stop. Always come from the place of kindness. Makes you feel better anyway
Bring on the Olympics I’m raising Children by Martine from the Modern Parent. Parents we are all Olympians, just check out our skills.