Monday, May 28, 2012

Creating Memories

When the weekend is filled to the brim and spent with the most important people in my life, I realise that life's memories are made of:

:: Fresh croissants savoured after a chilly, early morning trip to the fruit/veg markets.
:: Unplanned 4WD adventures up a very steep, very muddy, VERY slippery track.
:: Further unplanned adventures as we encroach upon the home of a snake.
:: Stunning natural beauty appreciated as eight kookaburras and a magpie try to share our picnic lunch.
:: Long heartfelt discussions as we traverse the miles in the car.
:: Big decisions tossed to and fro as the pros and cons are weighed out.
:: Beautiful autumnal colours appreciated in the coolness of a mountain top.
:: Lazy Sunday breakfasts cooked by our son.
:: Cousin giggles as they play in the sunshine, waves and sand.
:: Time to sit and chat with family not often seen.
:: Lingering picnic cuppas as we try to extend the beauty of the day spent together.
:: Surprise picnic dinner by the river watching the stunning sunset over the city skyline.
:: Filling the lounge with cushions and blankets then snuggling together to watch a family favourite.

It's a pleasure relishing in the memories of a weekend spent almost exclusively outdoors with picnics being the theme. As the washing machine continues to hum it's tune and more meals are created again today, I am reminded that all this effort is worth it.

The memories we make as a family will last forever and it's days like those just past which are creating our family heritage with it's traditions and values instilled.

With that big picture in mind, it makes the extra load of washing and effort seem minimal and insignificant.

Friday, May 4, 2012

Mum Heart Conference

The days are going by, ever so quickly. I realise now, it was some time ago that an idea was hatched, researched, tended and grown, by a very sweet friend of mine. Well, to be honest she is really a friend of my Mum's who I claim as my friend as well (I do love sharing friends, don't you?). This lady has gathered around her a wonderful team who have been meeting quite often now, over cups of tea and goodies to eat (maybe that's why the meetings are scheduled so often. . . . just a thought). And the result is almost upon us.

Mum Heart Conference

A dream - turning into reality.

It's true it really can happen.

Mum's celebrating being Mum's.

Inspiration from beautiful people.

Maybe even a cup of coffee - savoured while still hot.

A location near the beach (thinking early morning walks. . . . maybe).

Encouragement to hold close in the days to come.

Friends sharing a unique journey together.

Maybe even some new friends discovered.

Lots of laughter, fun and joy.

Time to Rest, Refresh and Relax.

Yeah, it's sounding good to me..

It's a Homeshool Mum's RETREAT. In Australia. On the gorgeous Sunshine Coast. WOW!!

Do join us, please. I'd love to meet you.


Wednesday, May 2, 2012

When the everyday seems . . .

. . . . very 'ordinary'.

The ups mingle with the downs. A lilting jazz tune buried beneath the noise created by children at play. A gorgeous bubby smile drawn out after an hour of grizzles. The bliss of a warm chai tea, in my favourite tea cup, discovered still sitting on the bench after time has taken all the warmth away. The rumble and rustle of lego's tainted by the school books still open on the table. A bub struggling with the disruptions of life's predictable routine, inevitable with three older siblings, adding to the longing of space and sleep.

I'm feeling like it's been a very 'ordinary' day today. In fact about as 'ordinary' as they come, in my opinion anyway.

Day's like this and motivation is hard to drag up. Inspiration is coloured in grey.

Fresh air seems to be the perfect prescription for all involved. Together we step out. Not really sure where, the fences seem to be closing in even closer. Green seems hard to find and colour non-existant.

We step out further and a challenge is issued. Not really sure why or what to expect but. . . . the moment is seems desperate.

"Who can find something beautiful."

Beautiful. That's a word I understand. A dream I long for. A challenge I issue myself daily. I search for beauty in my everydays.

"What kind of beautiful?" she asks.

"Sweet one, any kind of beautiful is perfect for today," comes the exhausted reply.
We searched but only found the toys which needed putting away, grass which was getting a bit long, the wet, boggy, messy sandpit which is usually our oasis.

Grizzles are gradually being replaces by smiles. But the beauty is still a treasure, as yet unclaimed.

'Keep searching', I chide myself. 'Surely something has got to be beautiful in this day today.'

While the 'ordinary' continues, I admire the clear, brilliant, blue sky. Freshness, a gift from the rainy days past. I close my eyes and desperately try to block out the 'ordinary' noises which surround and hear. . . . maybe the delight of silence. I work at feeling refreshed by the breeze. It's small, baby steps, I know. Surely, somewhere there is inspiration to savour and strength to hold for the afternoon ahead.

I find it. Small and unassuming. Not bold and gaudy but blending into the background. There in full view when searched for but nearly missed by us. Just like most 'everyday' kind of days. The beauty is always there, somedays it just takes a bit more searching.

A weed, some would call it. A beautiful-flower-for-Mummy discovered by my little one.

I had to search hard today. I knew it was hiding somewhere and I mustered the strength to search. A glorious weed is my beauty today.

Fresh air was just as the Mummy-doctor ordered.

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