Whilst I agree that each day should be cherished and that living for the weekend is a waste of time. For me Friday is the day that lets me know that I’ve been successful and survived the many trials and successes of the past week.
Looking back over the last few days it has been a bit of a mixed bag. My husband and I celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary. It was a wonderful reminder of how far we’ve come. It’s amazing to think that we still have so much more to discover and our future together is still very bright.
It’s school sports season and I had two whole mornings of listening to shrieking kids cheering their teams on. Admittedly I did do quite a bit of shouting myself and I’ve got video evidence to prove it. I can’t say it brought back any sporting memories for me. For starters when I was in primary school you had to qualify to take part there was no such grading this time around it really was a case of it’s the taking part that counts. I’m not too certain which system I prefer.
On the downside this past week my patience was tested by difficult people and tricky confrontations. Sadly I was not proud of the outcome and walked away wishing I’d handled these situations differently. That’s done and dusted now and I’ll no doubt have another opportunity to put my problem solving skills to good use if I don’t get totally wrapped up in the situation like I was this last week.
This morning I’ve been helping out with painting of backdrops for my girls’ schools year end production of Oliver. Some days you just need to do things that have no right or wrong outcome. It was great catching up with parents and the strawberries and cream were an added bonus. All in all it was a rather relaxed environment.
The weekend is nearly upon us and a well deserved rest will be enjoyed by us all. The week ahead is full of mystery and my duty is to do the best I can with whatever comes my way!
I’ve decided rather reluctantly to add my view on the naming of the latest celebrity baby. I’d like to make it clear from the outset that I’m no fan of Kanye or Kim though I do find her face rather beautiful. Now they’ve had a baby and the public response is they’ve given her a ridiculous name. I’ve given the name North a thought and though it sounds like the result of thoughtless parents. I’d like to suggest that they were actually quite strategic and if North West is typed into a search engine what do you think you’ll find. Trust me the first thing you’ll find has nothing to do with directions!
As a mother of three I know what a difficult and painstaking decision it was to name our girls. Trying to find names that weren’t too difficult to pronounce (still a problem) and ensuring they didn’t rhyme with our last name resulting in them sounding like characters in a riddle. Though we were pleased with our choices our girls still complain but I’m sure they’ll get over it and if they don’t they can change them.
Spare a thought then for these celebrity parents who wanted a memorable, headline grabbing name. It’s worked because that’s what people are talking about. Any publicity is good publicity. Should they have more children I’m afraid the directional choice would just show a serious lack of imagination. For now though they’ve set a trend and for that they should be applauded.
Perhaps we’re accustomed to traditional names and anything out of the ordinary has us doing a double take. Just cast your mind back to the first time you heard a child named after a country, fruit, cars and other unusual combinations. These days nobody bats an eyelid upon hearing Gwyneth Paltrow’s daughters name Apple or Jamie Oliver’s playful combinations which include names like Boo and Bear. I suspect it will be the same with little North West. In the meantime spare a thought for her parents who are desperate for her to stand out in a house where everybody’s name seems to start with the letter K!
One of the things I enjoy in life is having a good conversation whether serious, funny, lighthearted or even exchanges with complete strangers. Being a bit of a motor mouth I have to constantly remind myself to listen to people because the truth is nobody appreciates an individual who thrives on being heard and never listens. I haven’t been doing too badly but I know I can do better we all can!
In the past few weeks I’ve met people facing many different challenges. From the outside looking in things often appear pretty much perfect. Though I’m well aware that there is no perfection in this life it still unhinges me when I realise how imperfect some situations truly are.
I’ve been challenging myself to show some understanding because you just don’t know when people are at breaking point. Being less judgemental when dealing with people and realising that we all have different coping thresholds. I’m desperate to be a better person and sometimes I fall short but I am trying and that’s the best I can do.
So today if you meet somebody fighting a battle reach out and offer help. You and I may be just what they need to get them across that battle line.
This Too Shall Pass
If I can endure for this minute
Whatever is happening to me,
No matter how heavy my heart is
Or how dark the moment may be-
If I can remain calm and quiet
With all the world crashing about me,
Secure in the knowledge God loves me
When everyone else seems to doubt me-
If I can but keep on believing
What I know in my heart to be true,
That darkness will fade with the morning
And that this will pass away, too-
Then nothing in life can defeat me
For as long as this knowledge remains
I can suffer whatever is happening
For I know God will break all of the chains
That are binding me tight in the darkness
And trying to fill me with fear-
For there is no night without dawning
And I know that my morning is near.
…Helen Steiner Rice
I do enjoy poetry I always have and ever so often I remember the ones which mean a lot to me.
I’m at a crossroad in my life and while I’m fighting personal battles I’m experiencing some really good things in my life. I guess that’s the balance needed to cope in difficult times.
I’m being forced to learn patience (not easy), show mercy (less easy) and to have faith that things will eventually work out (almost impossible).
So as I go through a somewhat difficult phase in my life I’m having to remind myself that this shall pass too! I’ve got to believe it.
So after much thought maybe way too much I eventually decided to buy a meat cleaver. I spent a very long time deciding if it would be safe in my kitchen. I kept telling myself how much I really needed it and the truth is I really did need it. After convincing myself that I’m only as good as my tools I took the plunge and bought it. After all if I see myself as chef material the least I can do is get a decent cleaver not just pretty aprons.
The cleaver is now a member of the cutlery staff but I have to admit it gets special treatment. No laying about in the kitchen oh no this piece of fierceness has a special place it goes to when not being used. At the moment I’m in a complicated relationship with the cleaver because while it’s really good at what it does I am afraid of its power. I fear that my cleaver has an appetite for fingers…my fingers. Nothing untoward has happened but I’m almost paralysed with fear when it’s in my hand. I find myself whispering that I can’t be too careful with this beast.
Like all new relationships I guess it will take some time to get to know each other. Learning our strengths and weaknesses to bring out the best in each of us. I now look forward to the day when our relationship will not be based on fear. I just hope my cleaver knows it cannot lord its power over me forever. Cheers to teamwork!