I've been sick the last couple of days and prone to the odd breakout of waterworks. I'm happy to say though, I haven't lost my sense of gratitude. Today I'm grateful for: my phone call from Nita's sister. It made my day.pushing on and grouting the 2 projects that were waiting. After a day in... Continue Reading →
I wanted to save this wonderfully descriptive article on Anxiety from The Mighty, written by Lauren Jarvis-Gibson. I'm Sorry for the Things Anxiety Makes Me Do
The month gone by since last posting in my gratitude diary has been an emotional one, settling back into life without Nita. I finished the mosaic for Nita's sister, and shipped it off yesterday afternoon and have been really down in the dumps and teary today, missing who and what I don't have. So I... Continue Reading →
I've been asked by a friend's daughter to make a simple mosaic - a pineapple with a white background on a circular backing. I've used white iridised tiles around the border, venetian glass tiles for the background, glass gems for the border of the pineapple, and stained glass to fill in the pineapple and to... Continue Reading →
I certainly have. Particularly after two people who dislike me made derogatory remarks about "the crap I write" and "why would anyone read" that crap? My first thought both times was "why would anyone read a blog they thought was shite??" That just seems bizarre to me, and a them problem not a me problem!... Continue Reading →
I made this one weeks ago, thought I had glued down all the pieces and it just needed grouting. But no...only glued down the border and the red moon, so sitting tonight finishing the rest. I wanted to step out of my colour comfort zone with this one, and use the beautiful stained glass pieces I... Continue Reading →
I'd wanted to make a mosaic in memory of Nita and was inspired by a recent photo of a pale flowering Iris Nita had given to her son and daughter in law. Nita loved her garden and flowers, and I've included her flowering iris on the bottom left. I wanted the flowers to be bright... Continue Reading →
Losing Nita has been a huge loss, and I wish I could've hugged her tightly for the awesome gift she had waiting for me when I got to her son's place before her funeral. It was a pile of letters from friends and family, dating back to 1988-1990. One of them was a letter from her... Continue Reading →
my daughter washing up each day without being reminded 🙂 🙂 my daughter in general ❤ finishing gluing my favourite mosaic to date having had the nerve taken out of my sorest tooth finally getting paid from the Tribunal hearing just before lodging it with the courts small victories a beautiful warm day clean sheets... Continue Reading →
A down to earth and humorous reminder that there is always good in our lives – we just need to be open to seeing it and accepting it is there.
Thank you to Robyn from The Robin Bird’s Nest
Sundance sent this to me.
Not only does she accept the good in her life, she appreciates it!
I am quite delightful. (smirks while typing)
Embrace the good in your world in whatever form it arrives.
Sometimes those things you least expect, or question the presence of, turn out to be what you most need.
You say “exasperating” I say “fucking delight” either way there is good. It’s win-win!
Occasionally, life is rough.
We’re so focused on the trouble, or pain, all manner of ick that hits us upside the head. Even when we’re swimming around in the ick till our fingers are pruney, there is good in our lives, in the world.
All you have to do is open your eyes.
There is a quote:
When you look for the good in others you discover the best in yourself.
But, when you’re up to up to your…
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A powerfully descriptive poem about anger, written by Rory from A Guy Called Bloke.
… Depression, Devilry or Just Damned – Your Choice.
I wrote this piece several years ago, when someone asked me to pen the workings of three minds of anger if l could …
Forever tired of the growing inside,
Bubbling away, taking everything with a yes,
From hidden recesses deep does it reside,
Awaiting its release, wanting to show its distress!
Ticking always like an unexploded bomb,
Always answering with a yes,
Seething as it does yet remaining aplomb,
Boiling over with its aggressive caress!
And what happens when l will finally blow,
Will it come as the shock expected,
Did you not see it coming, did you not see this grow
Honestly did you not know how infected,
l had become by all that is around,
Always answering with a yes,
How did you miss this gaping wound?
It may be quiet, but build it does nonetheless!
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Seriously???!!!!! What kind of father leaves a message like that for their 16 year old daughter because she doesn't want to talk to him?? (And she hasn't since she first sought him out and met him 4 years ago.) My daughter's father does, that's who. He's never sent her a birthday card nor Christmas card,... Continue Reading →