Favourite things

It has been good to think on things that are special for me. I have sorted out lots of old photos of George and it has helped to spark so many positive thoughts that get forgotten. Things to be grateful for, positve things that influenced me or just searching for the blessing in times that seemed mundane or hurtful. It has been quite exciting. It is a process I must use more often.

Barbara has agreed to muster the Evans clan doing it here and sending comments via me or Chrissy. Audrey said she has had positive agreements from all her famiy to partake. So we must just keep reminding them. Bren will organise their family but I might have trouble with Chris. I need to enlist Kelly’s help. Julian has also asked to be included.

My comment already sent may need additions and will include “my favourite things” if  I can record a version that I am happy with! I have tried about six times and do something different each time. We will see.

As the song says, “I simply remember my favourite things and then I don’t feel so bad”.

  

I am worth it

You suggest doing something for me. Well I have just had a telephone call from my hairdresser saying come now, come early. Judging by the change in little Kayleigh when her mum changed her hairstyle into fun bunches I am looking for a bright cheerful me this afternoon!

Family Chronicles

A new joy is found every time I meet those lovely grandchildren. Sunday was mother’s day and we were invited for tea and were able to see differences in the little ones from our last visit (a week ago!). Peter had acquired a new climbing frame that had created interest from a little boy at the end of the garden. This was Harry who I found out was one day older than Peter and he wanted to join the fun. With permission from his mum he was allowed to come and play with Peter. What fun that was to watch. For the first time I was seeing Peter playing with rather than alongside in individual play. I am sure it will be the start of being real friends together.  

Kayleigh had a new hairstyle and her mum believes it has given her a new personality. She says she even behaves differently. Who says girls and boys are not different and it is us who make them  different. In true female characteristic she was very aware and proud of her new style. I will post a photo of her to show you her growing confidence.

Ups and downs

I woke up this morning thinking of the children’s nursery rhyme. Do you know the one I mean?

“The Grand Old Duke of York, he had ten thousand men

He marched them up to the top of the hill and he marched them down again.

When they were up they were up, and when they were down they were down,

but when they were only half way up, they were neither up nor down.”

It made me think of the ups and downs we feel every day. But we need to struggle with the downs and the confusing ‘half way ups’ to make sense and give purpose to the ups. They must be linked together in one process, be held together, to find meaning and strength.

Then Reg was telling me of a TV programme on Stephen Hawkins demonstrating the hold of gravity that keeps the earth on a certain path. They understand the impact of their quantum theory and Einstein’s relativity but cannot explain the way gravity works like an invisible thread holding the earth to that pathway.

It made me think that my life is like that. I feel the depressing ‘down’ times and those confusing ‘half-way ups’ and sometimes am excited by those exhilarating ‘up’ moments. But an invisible thread (I think for me that is my relationship with God) just keeps the pathway moving through a meaningful pattern of life.

Well I hope that makes some sense – it seemed to make sense to me before I tried to write it down.    

thank you friends

Thank you for your encouraging comments and for being there. Isn’t it good to have friends around you? Everything falls into a better perspective when a friend is listening and giving their comments. We must appreciate them more. That reminds me of a gratitude exercise suggested by Martin Seligman. Think of someone (who is still alive) who had a positive impact on you by something they said or did in your past. Write it down and then try to meet up with them again without saying why. When you meet up tell them about it and thank them.

I think it is just good realising all the lovely people that have been there for you. I have one special person that always comes to mind from my teenage years. Sheila had such a lovely smile and I wanted to be like her. I knew she was a christian so that is what I wanted to be. She now lives in Bury St Edmunds and I long to meet her again and tell her the impact she had and still has on me.

So thank you my blog friends  

Be Cheerful

Learning from Kayleigh at 18 months old. Her choice of book for storytelling was ‘Mr Cheerful’. If I can work out how to download a photo I will show you how she presented the thought of being able to choose to ‘be cheerful’.

trying to blog

I had a great time at choir!!!

Advice from verse memorised in childhood.

“Life is a test, give it your best

fight with your back to the wall.

Never say die, laugh but don’t cry

get up again if you fall.”

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