I wrote this article in February 2018. I was just starting to write a new article this week, on a similar theme, and realised this one says it all. The title I had in mind for a new blog post was “Accept and Adjust”. Accepting our chronic disease isn’t enough. We need to take the … Continue reading Is Acceptance Just Resignation?
Sometimes, all I need is a spoonful of strength. Living with a chronic disease reminds me of some of my previous plane trips. I’d start off full of nervous anticipation with a little fear of what lay ahead once on board. There were some smooth passages and then all of a sudden we’d hit almighty … Continue reading Calming Chronic Illness Turbulence With A Spoonful of Strength
"Shall we, shan't we?" "Do we need that? Should we part with those?" "Will this piece fit? Oh no, it will just look all wrong there!" This conversation has been on a continuum between my husband and I for weeks. Yes, moving house is the reason why we are talking in circles. Moving house and … Continue reading Letting Go ~ Out With The Old, In With The New
Inspirational Quotes surround us in today's world of Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and Instagram. Throw away lines that are designed to both challenge and motivate us. Do they or are we overwhelmed by the many thoughts, sayings, likes and shares that crowd our day? Do we really take time to reflect and ponder and listen to … Continue reading A Day Of Pondering Is Good For The Mind Body And Soul
How many times have you jumped to a wrong conclusion about something? How many times have you inadvertently assessed a situation from the entirely wrong angle? How many times have you completely misjudged someone? Without even realising it, we all easily do this on a regular basis. Tiredness, busyness, listening to others views and opinions, … Continue reading Taking Time To Understand Others
One of my earliest childhood memories is being on the passenger ship "Aurelia". I was 3 years of age and embarking on a journey that would change the entire course of my life. I was migrating from the United Kingdom (London) to Fremantle, Western Australia with my parents and my older brother. Fuzzy and Special Memories … Continue reading A Carousel of Memories and Moments
As a little girl, around the age of 5 or 6, my parents taught me how to answer our home phone. I can still remember my answering script to this day. I would eagerly rush to the ringing phone and in my brightest, best grown up voice possible, I would say: " Hello, 1234567, can … Continue reading I’m Good….My Body, Not So Much