When I was growing up I spent an awful lot of time and energy rebelling. Parental guidelines, not society in general. The parental boundaries felt like a steel band stopping me from living and breathing. once to this rebellion was an innate sense of rightness a moral compass if you will. In school, I was … Continue reading The Rebel Within: Embracing Our True Selves
My husband retired at the end of June this year. It was a difficult decision because he loved his job. He was finally working for a company that didn’t take advantage of his nature. They respected his ideas and were open to new ways of thinking. Since then we have both switched off, pretty much. … Continue reading A Necessary Wintering
Sometimes Auntie Pat would paint our nails and do our hair, that was the best. I loved the ticklish feeling as she painted the stinky nail polish carefully on each of my well-bitten nails.
It never occurred to me, as a young mum, that traditions were something I needed to create, so nothing was deliberately planned. Our family had the usual traditions of Christmas Trees, Easter Egg hunts and favourite stories. Life just happened to us — then, over the years, traditions emerged. Home made Nativity decos. Might be … Continue reading Traditions
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