Yeah, yeah, I know. I’ve been quiet here. Sorry. It’s been a little busy.
Moving house/deadlines/excuses/reasons/run out of words/keep swallowing them/you must be bored of me by now…
Anyway, life is good. There was a moment yesterday where the lovely loves were playing in the lounge and I was making dinner, and I just STOPPED.
And soaked it in.
I realise, in my cohabitational, living in my dream home, ridiculously busy, sleeping better, ohmyword I love my family, mode, that I lose sight of where I came from. I lose sight of the journey that brought me here.
That all hit me at about 6pm last night. This journey. There’ve been valleys, hills, stop streets and about turns.
It’s made me realise that I have three intensely immense things to thank for this journey. Without these three facets of life, which I appear to have in abundance, I suspect I would not be experiencing this bliss.
They are:
1) Courage.
2) Friends.
3) Love.
The courage to walk away from something that I firmly believed I could not walk away from. This happened many, many moons ago but, yes, I realise if I hadn’t had that courage, I would not be where I am right now.
Friends. The ones in the computer, the ones who hold my hand, the ones in my heart and yes, the ones in my head. Every single step of the way. You peeps are more solid than rock. You know who you are.
Love. Yeah, yeah, you all know about that in a nauseating fashion. But I mean self-love too. It’s the most difficult thing in the world for me to not spend my days beating myself up in the head for being a moron. I no longer believe I am. And yes, love. Sweet, enduring, can handle me as a grumpy toss at 5am, love. That one. And the mama love…the squeeze of two little arms around my neck and the precious words “I love you Mama”.
I love my 360 kickfliplife. Walking in gratitude, every day…and yeah, I have awesome shoes…:P <all credit to a photographer here – today’s image is a homage to that crazy ass long roundabout journey I have travelled>