Thursday 27 December 2018

Focus at this time of year?

Recently, someone with a kind heart reminded me to keep a focus on this blog.

Which of course, is right.  I have never made any secret of the fact this is my total passion and I could blog every day of my life, happily.  Joyously.

On top of the editing that goes alongside Youtube, such activities can be totally overwhelming if you are aiming to just live the normal life too.

Christmas focus

Do you find yourself struggling at Christmas? 
So much to juggle.  

The decorations, keeping the family happy, the food shopping, gifts, money, as well as work.  The list goes on.

Can I let you into a bit of a confession?
I was not feeling at all like Christmas this year! Which is so unlike me.  Finally I am there.  Although I have mountains of work to get through and I'm feeling that bit of a cold thing that everyone seems to have.  That aside, my social calendar has never been so full as this year and the music, dance, smiles and people I'm mixing with are giving me smiles which last for days.  Never have I felt so alive at Christmas.

However, trying to focus on all that needs to be taken care of is close to impossible.  We take on too much perhaps?
How can we make this a positive?

See this giving season as exactly that. Giving to others. Creating a nice time for them. 

Around and around you will see the rewards coming your way for all that you want to embrace as we head into the new year.

Sending hugs to all of you who might need them at this time of reflection. As we head into the new year we are all always full of 'I'm going to leave behind in 2018....' (fill in the blank) and '2019 is going to be full of....'

But let's do the new year post all by itself really soon?  

Tuesday 4 December 2018

Dear Daddy - I miss you this Christmas

This Christmas I feel like I’m having a struggle.  Why?  Good question – I’m not sure but likely a myriad of reasons.

Dad has been gone now for 3 Christmas’ and this one feels tough.  Perhaps it’s my journey I’m on, maybe it’s my own future having had a shake up that has made me feel this way, I’m not sure.

At the card shop, when I was buying the Christmas cards, a simple one with “Dad” on it saw my hand reach out and pick it up.  I bought it. I’ve written to him.

“Dear Dad

I know this might be a bit daft. But Christmas isn’t the same without you.  I wish you were here.  Not for you, of course. As I know things are better where you are.  But I want you here for me.  To help with mum.  I want to make you Tomato soup for your starter and to warm your roll in the oven.  You always appreciated these efforts. 
We never throw the sweet wrappers at each other anymore in a game of catch.  Things just aren’t the same.

But I know you are up there working your magic.  I can feel things shifting. Thanks Dad.  Life is on the cusp and it’s very nearly ‘my time’.
On Tuesday I sing in the chapel – in the choir.  Remember when we went?  Just 6 weeks before you passed.  I said I would be singing there.  Took me 2 years but this one is for you.  You’ll love ‘Glory, Glory, Glory’.  Do your trick with the lights again?  Like you did in March when we sang Oh Danny Boy. I love it when you remind me you’re not gone.  I know you never told me, but I love you Dad.

Bubba xxx”

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