Storytime

OMG it appears as though it is nearly July. July! Where on earth have the other six months gone! Let's face it, I do remember some of them. January was there...some heat, lots of folks in the library for school holidays. February was a crap month. My dad died the day before my birthday...which meant March was a bit of a blur. I've spent a little bit of time in the garden, but nowhere near as much as I would like or want. I've found that while living on a hill does give you lots of chances for exercise, when you have a toddler with you it is very limiting. They are forever falling on their behind....or attempting a quick getaway by running DOWN THE DRIVEWAY like a maniac. Both of these scenarios ended in tears and with me deciding that perhaps now is not the time to garden. No matter how tempting. Work has also been a time of upheaval...with people going, some moving on, some moving to the left for a few months, others moving for a year. Which of course me...

It's so easy to whinge. To whine and complain. To give up even before most of us have even begun. It's easy to do the same thing day in, day out. The comfort zone is called that for a reason. We have comfort in knowing what's to come. What will happen tomorrow, the day after, next week, even next month. It's when you realise that you want more, need more, that it becomes difficult. Stepping out of a rut takes guts. It takes determination, will power and a real desire to do it. At the moment I have a lot of friends going through really difficult times. Emotionally, physically, mentally, personally. Difficult times that could so easily tear them apart. But these women are strong, in fact I know they are much stronger than they think they are. But it will be a battle for all of them. To keep on when all they want to do is curl up in a ball and give up. Giving up is the easy thing to do. The hard part is staying strong. Last weekend, four wonderful young women ...