Monthly Archives: May 2013

The A-Z of Life – Happiness

We all want to be happy.

Sometimes we just let life get to us, and end up wishing for happiness, wishing our lives were different, wishing our lives were like other people who seem to be so happy.

Happiness takes on many forms – we would be happier if we earned more money, we would be happier if we had what other people had, we would be happier if we could be more successful, etc.

But happiness doesn’t come from outside influences.

Happiness comes from inside.

We are ultimately responsible for our own happiness.

If we cannot be happy with ourselves, then we will never be happy. And it won’t matter how many friends you have, how much money you make, etc.

So how do we become happy?

There seems to be no miracle cure – believe me, I’ve looked, and if there were I’d bottle it and make a fortune 😉

We just have to look at our lives and look for the good not the disappointments, look forward not back.

If we can cling onto one good thought, one time in our lives when we were happy, that surely is a step on to the ladder?

Then if we can be thankful for one thing in our lives each day, slowly we should be able to see a glimmer of light.

I have been at the bottom of the ladder.

I haven’t made it to the top yet, and some days I slip down a few rungs.

But I am happy with who I am – I am by no means perfect, but I am aware of my faults and can live with them 😉

I am happy with my life – it may not be picture perfect like everyone elses appears to be, but I am happy to be alive, with a head full of ideas 😉

I am happy with my state of mind – I try to find the good in everything and everyone 😉

I’m happy to be me 😉

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Introducing the World’s Messiest Cook…

…Um, that would be me!cooking

I love cooking

However, like my life it seems, whenever I cook I leave a trail of chaos and destruction behind me.

Not that I’m a terrible cook, or that I burn everything to a cinder crisp.

No, I am just so incredibly messy.

Mr Messy has nothing on me when I get cooking.

Although, unlike Mr Messy, I do clear up after myself.

Take today, for example.

I thought I would do fish pie – well my variation anyway, and it’s something I can sneak vegetables into so SC doesn’t know he’s eating them (mother’s can be very good at that!)

Anyway, I managed to use 3 medium-sized saucepans.

The potatoes, as always, over-spilled onto the hob – I blame the hob 😉

Making the sauce I managed to splash it out of the saucepan onto the hob – thank goodness my mum has ceramic.

Then when I was putting it all together, I realised I had made slightly too much for one of my mum’s dishes, so I transferred it all to another one, which still wasn’t big enough. So, 2 dishes down, I transferred some back into the first one and put the remainder into a freezer container.

Once it was totally assembled, I put it in the oven, on a tray, of course, and turned round to survey the carnage.

O!M!G!

Then I speedily turned into Mr Clean & Mr Tidy, all rolled into one, and I stacked, soaked, washed, rinsed, dried, put away, cleaned the hob, cleaned work surfaces, emptied the bins, swept the floor, waved my magic wand, etc..

You would never have known I’d been anywhere near that kitchen …

… well, until the dinner came out of the oven – all I can say is that I’m glad I used a tray 😉

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Once in your life – Bob Marley

I found these two quotes by Bob Marley, both of which are so true … enjoy

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“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around.

You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.

You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.

When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement.

They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself.

Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.

There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around.

You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are.

The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.

Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again.

Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all.

A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face.

In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby.

Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.

You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon.

You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.

You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you.

You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end.

Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile.

Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”

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(about women)

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only.

She loved before she may love again.

But if she loves you now, what else matters?

She’s not perfect – you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can.

She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break – her heart.

So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give.

Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”

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(about men) – same quote just a different angle)

He’s not perfect.

You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.

But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can.

He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break.

Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give.

Don’t analyze.

Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there.

Love hard when there is love to be had.

Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”

(Amen to that Mr Marley)

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Friday Poem – She Walks in Beauty

A beautiful poem by Lord Byron…beauty

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

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How to Confuse a Child…

… in a couple of easy steps.confusion

Time is a difficult concept for children to grasp, especially the ideas of yesterday, today, tomorrow, next week, etc.

For children, unlike adults take their life one day at a time and live it to its fullest.

When does this stop, when do we stop living life to its fullest?

But I digress.

Hilarity ensued at the breakfast table this morning with regards to days.

Half term starts tomorrow – it being Saturday and all.

SC said that he wished it would be tomorrow, and the start of half term proper.

I replied, somewhat tongue-in-cheek, that if it was tomorrow, then tomorrow would actually be today and tomorrow would in fact be Sunday, the 2nd day of his holiday.

“After all,” I said, “remember that tomorrow never comes, because tomorrow always becomes today.”

We went round in circles for a while, whilst I explained, several times that if it was tomorrow, it would be Saturday and Saturday’s tomorrow would be Sunday.

He looked at the calendar on the wall, perplexed.

Then said, “I still wish it was tomorrow!”

😉

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The A-Z of Life – Gullibility

Gullible means easily tricked or manipulated.

Sometimes being gullible just means believing in something that we want to believe in because we feel it will make us happy.

It doesn’t mean we are stupid.

It doesn’t mean we should always believe that everyone is lying either.

No, we have to follow our hearts and believe what we feel is the truth.

I was gullible with Mr Wrong No. 2. I believed him when he said he wanted marriage and children. Having come from a relationship where I had been treated like the hired help, I wanted to believe that.

Truth was he just wanted a replacement for his ex-wife and child. I did not fit that mould – I have opinions 😉

But I have been much more careful with my heart since, and will only give it away to someone who proves themselves worthy and makes me believe in them.

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I Feel Powerless, What Can I Do?

… to stop SC going through the hell I endured courtesy of bullies.

Since SC started school last year there has not been a week gone by where he hasn’t been pushed, shoved, hit, bitten, kicked, called names, etc.

Now I appreciate that some of these could be down to accidents, goodness knows I’m clumsy enough and I know SC takes after me in that respect. If it is there to bump into, we basically turn into Mr Bump. And sometimes he does run around not looking where he is going.

And I’m not the kind of parent that thinks their child is a complete angel – they all have their moments, we all do – but SC is not malicious, or violent, or mean.

But it appears there are 3 children in particular for whom SC is fair game.

So far this week he has been:

  • pushed with force onto the railings and received a lovely bruise to the lower ribcage in return;
  • punched on the jaw, with such force he was knocked to the ground onto the low-rise wall and received a beautiful shiner to the thigh;
  • hit/punched/bitten on the stomach, where there is a red abrasion mark as proof;
  • called names.

No wonder he doesn’t want to go to school.

And the teachers?

Oh well, it seems they never see anything. But if the boot is on the other foot and SC, in clumsy mode, accidentally knocks someone over;

  1. he always puts his hand up and admits liability and apologises immediately, without being told to;
  2. the teachers are always to keen to haul me into class.

 

I am literally at the end of my tether.

I was bullied at secondary school – to the extent I cannot remember anything about it, literally, I have no high school memories.

SC has at least another 10 years to go and these charming, delightful offsprings of the devil will more likely than not follow him through the education system.

I want him to have a happy childhood, full of fun, warm, happy memories. Not drawing a complete blank whenever anyone asks about it, or letting it affect him so he does not fulfill his potential in life.

I could leave him where he his and hope for the best.

I could move him to another school – but chances are there will be similar kids, just with different names and faces.

I just don’t know what to do?

What would you do?

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