Wear it proud! All of it. Everything that represents your children on your body. Society is so harsh and yet everyone deals with the same issues. For celebrities it must be even harder as they are expected to be flawless. But they are only human too and time and circumstances will leave their mark just the way it leaves it on everyone else.
… That brumation is a term used for the hibernation-like state that cold-blooded animals utilize during very cold weather. On the other end of the spectrum is a state known as aestivation, which like brumation, provides a way for reptiles to handle temperature extremes.
It’s a cold early winter day. The wind feels almost icy on my face. I walk our dogs but my thoughts are somewhere very different. Not here in Australia and not with the dogs. I feel the cold wind on my skin and it takes me back to my childhood. I remember the day so well. It’s one of the days that is so clearly there still. Not a foggy memory. It’s almost like watching a movie.
We are in the back of a valley, it’s winter. I’m riding the white pony of a friend. His fur is long and on the tip of the hairs there are little, tiny ice drops from his sweat. The snow under the hooves crunches with ever step the pony is making. I’m young. I’m not an experienced rider yet. My Dad is there. Right next to the pony, holding on to it. I remember him wearing all black. Black, long and thick coat and a black beanie. We were talking about so many things, things a girl my age care about. We talk about the local ice hockey team. Yes, I still remember this. So many years ago.
So many beautiful moments spent with him and this one is still here. Like a movie I’m watching over and over again. While I walk back home I know I want to share a post I wrote about it once again today. And I know it will be one of the days I will spend thinking about him a lot. Maybe it’s one of the days I will head to the beach. Later today. Sit there and let my mind travel back and “spend some time with him once again”…
One of my most favorite bloggers, Danny from Dream Big, Dream Often, has a series of “Question of the Day” running, which you should definitely check out. He just posted one about your nicest memories with your dad which I liked a lot. I would like to take it a little bit further:
“What’s your most favorite childhood memory?”
Can’t wait to read your answers… 🙂
I’m all for being true to yourself. For being you. As it’s the only honest way. So there is nothing that ticks me off more than when I realize that someone tries to be someone else. When it’s obvious that they push hard to be someone else, to act in a way they think people want them to act, when they try to fit in a picture they think others have about them.
This year, on the 15th of each month, I will invite you to come over and party with me. Share your link and meet other bloggers in my feed.
- Comment on the post and leave a link to one of your posts
- Say hi to at least 3 other bloggers who left a comment (visit the link they left and leave a comment there so they know you came over and will visit you too)
- Share this post with your readers and tag it with #MommasBlogParty. Invite your readers, to join in too. The more the merrier 🙂
Ready? Great! Then let’s party!!!!
To get the most out of this get together CLICK HERE to comment on the original post. Let’s see how many new connections you can make over 2017 🙂
sshhhh… did you realize that I forgot to post this on the 15th??? No? Oh, good…
It’s one of the posts I look forward to week by week. A fun challenge that gets you to think a little bit deeper, maybe different and share that tiny little bit more about you and your world. Cee invites us to a light Q&A challenge, posing fun questions. The challenge is all about having fun. I’m very much looking forward to answering them but also to read her answers and other bloggers Share Your World posts. It lets you discover more of them and sometimes really fun exchanges develop out of those posts.
It was just a bottle of wine. Actually one each… It’s something I hear us say every now and then on a Sunday morning while hiding behind the sunglasses, watching our girls play soccer, standing in the cold. We both giggle and immediately feel sorry for not having had more discipline.
“You know that it’s only you that makes me drink so much?” As if I force her to empty her glass or to refill it… But I know kind of what she means. It is the combination of the two of us that is dangerous. When we catch up, we catch up for early dinners. The kids disappear, the guys get along well, conversation flows and so does the wine. Giggles, laughter, food and the wine. Continue reading