Tell Me Something Good #112

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It’s time to tackle a new week! Monday here we come! I am a strong believer in being in charge of your own happiness. While things from the outside can challenge you it’s entirely up to you how you approach them and how much you let them shape you. Happiness truly come from the inside. So let’s do this! Let’s kick this week off on a positive note:

It’s easy:

• Mention something that you consider being good in the comments

• Or write a post about it on your blog (please don’t forget the pingback if you do so I don’t miss out and also share the link to it in the comments below). Something good that happened to you recently, or something good you will experience in a little while, or something good you know will happen soon. Something that makes you feel good.

• Share this post and invite your followers as well.

You know it by now! We are not moving any further without a little happy dance. So shake those hips and whatever else you need to shake and dance…

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Let’s shake those hips and wiggle around, shimmy and twist and if you want to do a bit of a dance with your friends then have them join in… and once you are done, here is what I’d like to share with you today:

“Last week was a rough one for me. Hence the radio or better blogging silence. I always thought that the crazy old women group dancing in the kitchen (just like the one in the gif) would include me and specific friends of mine. One of them has just passed away. Sometimes things don’t go according to plan. While I’m still grieving of course, I also see so much positive. It makes me happy to have met her. To have had the chance to spend time with her. I’m thankful for all the giggles we had over countless bottles of wine.
There is an interesting side to it all. I know I can grieve as her friend. But at the same time I almost feel bad for it because I can only imagine how hard it is on her husband and kids. Just like we are all there for him and the children, my friends are there for me. They have reached out and check in on me still. This has shown me how much I mean to so many people while I was wondering if my friend ever knew how much she meant to me. And what a beautiful feeling to see how much your friends love you…”

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Blast From The Past – For You, My Son

He is sitting next to me, reading his book. I’m joking. Asking him if he would read to me. He just looks at me with this “are you serious” kind of look. I answer him that I am and he just laughs and shakes his head. He keeps reading. And then he stops, looks at me and asks me if I’m serious. If I am he would be happy to read to me. And I see the love he has for me in his eyes. I smile at him and tell him that it’s okay. Just keep reading.

I can’t help myself watching him from the corner of my eyes. He has grown up so much. My little boy is a teenager. A teenager who doesn’t need his mom as much anymore as he used to and still does so much. A teenager who still happily cuddles, hugs and kisses his mom, even in public. A teenager who has just scored his first job and is doing great in it. A teenager who talks so much “rubbish” with his friends. A teenager with a deep voice and a good humor. A smart, polite young man. And still… He needs me. He needs his dad. Somewhere in there is still a little boy and most likely will always be.

While I think about all of this so many memories come up. So please forgive me that I share this Blast From The Past today. I just can’t help myself ;-)…

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Tell Me Something Good #111

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Oh hello there! Today I’m coming to you from my Tuesday which feels like a Monday as we had a long weekend and enjoyed a public holiday yesterday. Hence me not realizing that it’s actually Monday and totally forgetting about this post… my, oh, my… Anyway, most of you are reading this early enough to start this week with a positive bang. Right? So even if it is Tuesday in some places already it’s still early enough to make this week a good one.

It’s easy:

• Mention something that you consider being good in the comments

• Or write a post about it on your blog (please don’t forget the pingback if you do so I don’t miss out and also share the link to it in the comments below). Something good that happened to you recently, or something good you will experience in a little while, or something good you know will happen soon. Something that makes you feel good.

• Share this post and invite your followers as well.

You know it by now! We are not moving any further without a little happy dance. So shake those hips and whatever else you need to shake and dance…

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And round and round in circles you go. It’s totally fine when it’s about dancing. But hey, mix it up a little bit. You are in charge. Do it! Shake the hips, shimmy and do the twist… And once you are done here is what I’d like to share with you today:

“We took the kids to one of our favorite hikes. It’s also a hike we can take the dogs to, which is not a norm here in Australia. A lot of hikes you want to do are located in National Parks and dogs are not allowed there. So this one is a pretty wonderful one as it is just outside of a National Park and it leads you to the beautiful forest and into a massive open space. While in the forest the dogs have to be on their leads the are allowed to roam free as soon as you reach the open space. While we are loving it there you can see the joy on the dogs’ faces. It’s special to them too.

I was so exhausted yesterday on the drive there and felt so worn out. The moment we got out of the car and started walking I got better. I swear there is something to forest bathing. My energy levels went up right away. I’m so thankful for where life has taken us so far. Having all of this in our backyard almost is simply wonderful. In a short amount of time we are on a beach or in one of the most amazing National Parks. While walking yesterday I felt so grateful for being able to get all of it whenever I want it: The ocean, the mountain, the forest or open space…”

 

Grief and Joy

Cee and Chris

We’re five days into June and I’m still trying to catch up after last week’s laptop melt down.  Should we talk about what happens to us when our electronics die on us?

Before that event, I was writing a post about grief and joy.  When I’m helping people work through the death of a loved one, they are often surprised when I warn them that there will be times when we will laugh together.  In the depths of their pain, they don’t believe it to be possible.  But it is, and it does happen.

Just as we have to allow ourselves to feel the pain of loss, so we also have to be willing to feel the lightness of laughter when it comes.  Staying sad won’t bring anyone back into your life.  But as we take those steps to recovery, smiling, laughing, enjoying life once again are natural outcomes.  And…

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One Stolen One Given Up

When I wake up I usually pick up my phone and read through FB and comments here on my blog. Today I got stuck on FB reading all those posts about Kate Spade. And I felt sad.

Sad not because I knew her but because for someone who seems to have everything in life to take her life being only 55 made me feel sad. But then what do we really know? All we see is a successful fashion designer. We have no clue what she’s dealing with on the inside, in the privacy of her life.

While I was reading up on it a text message arrived. When I saw who sent it I knew immediately it wouldn’t mean good news. See, he doesn’t text really… I thought that maybe I was wrong and maybe he needed help with the kids today for whatever reason. Maybe it was not about what I feared it would be.

But it was. My friend passed away over night. Peacefully in her sleep. I really hope it was peacefully because she fought a hard enough fight for way too long.

I find myself sitting here with a whirlwind of thoughts in my head about how different the stories of my friend and this stranger ended. One wanted to stay, one wanted to go. Both of them leaving people behind that will miss them dearly. And I can’t stop thinking that one life was stolen and one was simply given up…