#TakingCare100 – A Fresh Start

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It’s a little late in January to being doing the New Year’s resolution post and to be honest I’ve been bitten on the bum by those before. Being keen to start afresh on the first of a new year, I have blogged about all my best intentions for the whole year, only to be totally off track within days. So that is not what this is.

I’ve been joining in with the #TakingCare100, a photo challenge started by some members of the online adoption community. Every day, for a hundred days we take a snapshot of the little or big things we are doing to take care of ourselves. So what this has made me do is ensure that I at least do one thing a day which feels like I’m treating myself with consideration or giving myself a little treat.

So far this has included, eating a healthy breakfast, going to the gym, drinking my tea from beautiful china, eating cake and running myself a deep, relaxing bath. I’m not saying I wouldn’t have done some of these things previously; however it has changed my appreciations of those moments. I’ve celebrated those small things in my life that give me pleasure and I’ve tried to be present in the moments which are for me. Really it’s all part of mindfulness, which is something I’ve been trying to prescribe to increasingly and this project is just giving me a daily nudge in the right direction.

So this fresh start is more about affecting change for the long term, creating happiness in the every day. The aim is that even on the days when everything seems dark and hopeless; my mind will look for that one little ray of sunshine which will light my way back to a more contented and grateful view of my life.

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An Oasis – #Memorybox

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The last week or two have stretched liked a desert of glum, uninspiring defeatism . I’ve felt very annoyed at my return to a less than upwardly positive state but then all things considered it’s not really a surprise.

First ,a less than good week for Tink at school, he struggled to settle after the internal exclusion and my worries for his future years in education have been plaguing my thoughts, again.

Then there was the late night, no scrap that, all night Kindle playing from Stig, made all more catastrophic with a quick history check. Porn, yes porn, it nearly had my eyes out ,but realistically I was left feeling bereft for my sons innocence and racked with guilt that I had not protected him from these images. For about 24 hours I truly felt heart broken.

And then Mr H, struggling through work and home life with the weight of a dark, conspiring, unkind world on his shoulders. The depth of his despair has also been heart breaking and we’ve (family) had to take action. Hopefully we are about to start making things better for him, he so deserves a happier heart.

So really it’s not a surprise my head has been finding it hard to hold on to the optimism which had blossomed.  However in this relentless desert I found an oasis, a little corner of creativity that reminded me of me. It  was the wonder which is Well Dressing. I wont tell you lots about it, I’ve done that before, however, I will say that it saved me last week. Amongst friends, creating beautiful designs depicting the life and works of Shakespeare (this years theme) from petals, leaves and all sorts of natural paraphernalia. I loved  every moment it, and this year I brought along my mum, and she loved it too. So enjoy the finished works of our great community.

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I’ve linked this post to #Memorybox

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Blossoming

DSC_0071Things are starting to blossom in our garden. Small shoots are transforming into pursed pods and then bursting into an array of soft pinks, luscious lilac and not to be forgotten blue.  It is a very favourite time of the year when the garden offers much promise of the future months ahead. There is hope all around.

Hope is something I increasingly hold in my heart today. The family seems to be moving in an increasingly positive direction and although it will in no way be plain sailing, I have hope.

When I surreptitiously watch my oldest boy Stig, I beam with pride at how he is blossoming into a fine young man. Like those garden buds, he’s found his moment and is making the most of a new found energy. He is taking school and home life very much in his stride; very few days bring a display of unregulated anger .

Like a watered shoot pushing through warm soil, little Tink forges forward with his opinions and thoughts. Yes he now, sometimes, has far too much to say on his preferences, but it is wonderful to see him exploring the ability to let us know how he feels.

For me a new horizon has appeared in my battle with depression. A specialist referral has brought a greater understanding of the illness I live with and improved care in how to deal with it. I am starting to have desires for life that have long been alien to me and like an opening flower; I strain my face towards the sun to increase my new lust for life.

For Mr H everyone’s improving wellbeing brings the same relief that warmer weather brings after a long cold winter. He can return more to his own thoughts and needs, and look forward to even brighter days ahead.

So not unlike our garden we are all doing blooming lovely today. DSC_0094 DSC_0111 DSC_0129

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And as with many gardens and families, there are always areas which require some work. This once thriving vegetable patch will be my project in the garden when the time comes, and with my family ,well let’s wait and see what projects present themselves, there is always something around the corner.

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