Sunday 31st May 2020

Share Your Snaps. #4. 20/51 #LifeThisWeek. 40/2020.

Share Your Snaps. #4. 20/51 #LifeThisWeek. 40/2020.

Every 5th Week, We Share Our Snaps!

My recent weeks in photos and one retro photo too.

Three collages from examples of my ‘draw’ something every day challenge: 2nd lot of 30 days under COVID-19 life restriction. Started 9 March with  30 flowers (1 a day from 9 March) and began this one: inside same sized circles each day till 8 May)

Out into nature somewhere is my goal most days.

Then there is this….

Celebrating via facetime….Happy 21st to our second granddaughter…

What is next?

I wanted more colour in pots so spent a bit of time at Bunnings and now have this vista outside the back door.

 

Our street: night after supermoon. Just opened up my iphone 11 Max pro and it did the work.

 

LONGING….to be back at a table, enjoying a coffee, writing in my art journal...Come on Gladys… Hopefully I will have found a fave cafe open by the time this post is live! YES…I had my first double shot small latte in a glass in a cafe I had not visited for 8 week. I was so welcomed back!

 

Autumn arrived

Good News…on the eyes. 

It’s well over 2 months since I had both eyes’ cataracts removed and I got the go-ahead to get some reading glasses. I admit I am still getting used to ‘no glasses’ outside, driving etc (sunglasses back on my head as they used to be in my teens and 20s!) ….reading glasses to keep in my bag $5 at the cheap shop, but I am getting prescription ones for computer use and general reading. Glad OPSM opened up and should be good by end of May. Got them: one pair for the computer and one for general reading..so far OK!

Then this is an important one for me.

My way of marking 2 years of cancer diagnosis, surgeries x 4, treatments x 30+ at the prosthodontist and a LOT of driving up and down the M1 and time…patience required for healing.

3 years since my cancer diagnosis 17 May...wrote more last week…..and on Mother’s Day 2020, with the kind co-operation of my daughter and granddaughters, I got to re-create this:

Mother’s Day 2017: waiting for results from gum biopsy

Mother’s Day 2020: I am well…and relieved to be!

And then there was this. I drove to Dee Why to see Dad after almost 3 months. He is well but missing some of his usual routines which are slowly returning such as scoring at darts. He was happy for a hug on arrival….and asked for another before I left. Touch is what someone misses out on when they are left solo after many years of marriage. He was 94 in top pic: taken when I had just had 4th surgery inside my mouth. The stent pushing my lips out stayed for another 3 months. Dad is 96 and I am 70 now in bottom pic!

Onward….thanking my favourite nurses on International Nurse Appreciation Day.

Left: Lisa: head and neck & lung nurse & friend: Central Coast.

Right: Cate my head and neck surgery’s assistant & all-round awesome woman

Now counting the days till Index Card a Day (I.C.A.D.) starts on 1 June. This is my 7th year as a participant. Details here: 

How is your week shaping up?

Are you out and about more?

Is there a favourite place where you hope to sit for a meal/coffee/chat?

Tell me more!

Denyse.

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Life Stories #1. 17/51 #LifeThisWeek. 34/2020.

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On Being a Grandmother. Part One.

Recently in Australia, a book was published and both Debbie Harris from here and I were taken by its contents and messages about “being a grandmother”.

Debbie’s post is found here. 

GRANDMOTHERS: ESSAYS BY 21ST-CENTURY GRANDMOTHERS

Helen Elliott

PaperBack

March 31, 2020

An anthology of essays by twenty-four Australian women, edited by Helen Elliott, about the many aspects of being a grandmother in the 21st century. It seems so different from the experience we had of our grandmothers. Although perhaps the human essential, love, hasn’t shifted much? In thoughtful, provoking, uncompromising writing, a broad range of women reflect on vastly diverse experiences. This period of a woman’s life, a continuation and culmination, is as defining as any other and the words ‘grand’ and ‘mother’ rearrange and realign themselves into bright focus.

The contributors- Stephanie Alexander, Maggie Beer, Judith Brett, Jane Caro, Elizabeth Cheung, Cresside Collette, Ali Cobby Eckermann, Helen Garner, Anastasia Gonis, Glenda Guest, Katherine Hattam, Celestine Hitiura Vaite, Yvette Holt, Cheryl Kernot, Ramona Koval, Alison Lester, Joan London, Jenny Macklin, Auntie Daphnie Milward, Mona Mobarek, Carol Raye and Gillian Triggs.

We ‘chatted’ on-line as bloggers do and both thought, what about a post or two on this topic. Knowing not everyone who blogs is not a grandmother/parent nor has the experience to draw on, we set out to go like this…publish in Life This Week under #Life Stories #1 and then in a few more weeks, #Life Stories #2.

This first post is based on  a series of questions devised by Denyse Whelan, in conjunction with Debbie Harris, to be the start of a blog post about

Being a Grandmother.

THIS image captures all 8 of our grandchildren so beautifully. Photographed by our daughter, in conjunction with our son to be my 70th Birthday gift as an album. 2019. The first grandchild is in the white dress.

 

The First Experience of Becoming a Grandmother.

 

What do you remember about your grandmother(s)?

I had a loving but strict maternal grandmother, Nanny, and I was the first grandchild. I was loved and cared for but when she became incapacitated by a stroke which eventually claimed her life in 1957, her husband, my “Papa” tended to be the one who spoiled me as life went on.

My paternal grandmother, Gran, was a formidable, strict and somewhat sad grandmother. This was, as we tend to think now, as a result of her becoming a widow in 1935 and raising 4 children (my Dad was 11) alone, other than help from her mother who had come from England to give the family a secure house to live in. Gran would at times, share some of her ‘life stories’ with me as a teen as I asked more questions about her life in England then as a War Bride post WW1 but most times, she would sink back into nostalgia and sadness.

 

What struck you initially about the news you were going to be a grandmother for the first time?

How happy I was…because, the news came in a year that was plagued with money worries,  health fears and more….so this news was the B E S T.

It was, however, not greeted as universally ‘happy’ as we, in a business that we owned, were not doing well at all and I admit my husband’s reactions did not mirror mine for good reason. Very concerned with what else was happening at the time.

We found out in about April, May and the child was due late December. By then, we had liquidated the business and we were very much on the ‘back foot’ with what would be happening to us, house and income-wise (I was still employed) so I did have to “calm” myself. However, big distraction for me and will always remember the time like that. 

 

Did you make any choices/decisions about being a grandmother when you found out this was going to happen?

I recall, being young…at what would be 47 when I became a grandmother but I did not let that phase me. I remember feeling the delight and angst and all the in between feelings because “I” had given birth but my daughter had not..yet. I was, I am pretty sure, deciding to be the most helpful grandmother I could be to allow the parents to ‘parent their child’ in the ways they wanted to and planned. This is always good in theory. Practice not so much initially. See further on.

 

And, in your case, was the news from your son or your daughter?

The news was from our daughter and eventually her husband. 

 

How did you find out?

THIS is a good story! My daughter had been married for just on two years and in that time had completed her Uni degree and was a trained K-6 teacher. She sought casual work and was soon snapped up by the school where I was Deputy Principal. I was not part of her ‘getting the job’ as I wanted (as did she) for this to be the school’s choice. 

She was part of a large group of relatively young female teachers and I, the D.P. was given the role of sharing the news that there had been a case of Rubella in the student population. This was something I passed on privately to each teacher as applicable, including our daughter.

At Recess that day, she came to my office door and asked for a private chat. Closing the door, she shared that “I think I am pregnant.”

Oh. Wow. My goodness, what a way to find out and yes, I was excited but of course tempered by the news of her vulnerability at this stage. The NSW Health Dept advice, which I shared with her, was to go to your doctor and tell him/her. That afternoon she did. The pregnancy was confirmed and she did some blood test for anti-bodies. I can’t quite remember the result but she had Rubella as a child, so was deemed, as best it could be proven, to be OK.

Again. Wow. I remember telling my husband of the news and he did not share my intense enthusiasm but not because of that….he was managing a very tricky time in his business and work life.

Nevertheless, I hugged my secret until our daughter and then son-in-law shared the news with family and friends.

And, recently. Love you J.R.

Where there any conditions/limitations set by the parents-to-be for you, the new grandmother in the making?

I cannot recall but I remember being able to share some of my excitement with them and the extended family which included my son-in-law’s parents and my parents and my husband’s parents. This child would be the first great-grandchild too. I also tried ‘not to overdo’ my enthusiasm as I did not want to over-shadow the parents at any time.

I did, for my sake, and to honour  the future grandchild (our first one, and that of my son-in-law) start a grandmother’s memory book. Oh my goodness, I did have some fun and I admit, the scrapbooking and photography as a journal  probably started then as I added newspaper clippings too. At age 5, this BIG book, was finished ( I remember crying that it was done…as she was off to school!) and eventually it was handed over to my granddaughter some years after. I did keep it at our house for years as she enjoyed looking at it too.

It was not until she was quite a few months old, that I was told by my daughter to reduce my ‘oversight’ of their child..as “I am her mother”.

Lesson learned…Big time. Not always remembered but I took it all on board.

 

Did/does the ‘role’ work its way out for all?

The role as the grandchild grew changed as she did. However, even now, we have a close and loving bond without being ‘in each others’ pockets’. I am so proud to be her Grandma always. But as I said above, I did need to take more of a back seat. 

About My Name.

My parents were known by their first names – their choice – by their grandkids. I wanted a traditional grandmother’s name and I chose Grandma. I spoke to my son-in-law’s Mum and she was happy to be Granny. Sorted! My name did change a bit over the years as the first G.D. started to speak. I have been known as: “Gummy” “Brandma” “Grandma” and “G-Ma”. All fine!

Are/were there hiccups?

Like any relationship there are ups and downs but thanks to wisdom gleaned over time by me observing others and of course, remembering “I am not her mother” and that I also got to drop this child back home after caring for her. A completely different way of child-care…. all fun, some responsibility but not 100%.

Share the highlights of the birth and after of your first grandchild.

For the last month or so before the baby’s due date of close to Christmas Day my daughter developed some symptoms which meant she had to leave her teaching role early, get advice from her obstetrician and continue to see him. In that time, I was also on  leave as I had a whiplash injury from a rear-end car accident on my way to work…thank goodness for work cover paying my salary back in those days.

Whilst we had never really talked about when my daughter would return to teaching in detail, I was already planning a grandchild care package at home! This came about with little or no expense when our next door neighbour donated all of the young girl’s bedding, cot and so on to us. My parents had always had room for our children to stay over for holidays and weekends and we (ok, mostly me!) wanted to do similarly. And yes, my husband did eventually come around to it all.

But she (we never knew the sex) was yet to arrive!

My daughter had 2 or 3 visits to labour ward at the San for testing for ‘leaks’ and was told, no you are OK on most occasions until very close to Christmas. It was a Saturday evening, my son-in-law was at a band gig on the other side of Sydney, and I went to their house to get takeaway tea and keep my daughter company. She told me on arrival, I am still leaking….and rang labour ward (again!) and they said “come in.” We grabbed the food first and I am pretty sure she drove us to the San. Up we went (with hospital bag this time) and after the check and a call to her doctor, she was admitted.

Rightio.

Mobile phones were ‘in’ but in their early days but we managed to let her husband know and then, from memory, I took their car home and collected mine and waited. The next day, a very hot Sunday in December, labour was kind of happening….and I was asked to bring some things over to her. I did.

THIS was when I knew I could not be a help at all. I saw her husband helping gently and she was doing all she had to…and I could not help. At all. So, I quietly took my leave and we waited….until much later on Sunday night. We got a call that labour was in progress fully and could we please bring her husband a Coke…caffeine and sugar needed!! We laugh now, but when presented with what my husband found at home: a diet Pepsi, it was not going to do the trick!

We came home…settled into bed, to see Sunday turn into Monday AND……

12.13 a.m. You have a granddaughter and her name is J.R.

Stunned and stoked and all those words, I “think” we slept and the next morning I was off to buy all things pink and more….

Meeting J.R. 

I entered the single room where my daughter and granddaughter were. My son-in-law had to be at work on the busy pre-Christmas retail day. I looked at this dark haired child in a crib…and thought “how did you arrive to be in our family?”. Both of our kids had been blonde/bald!

After that, it was chatting with my daughter who was still in that post-birth shock and she shared how it all happened rather fast after a ‘threat’ from the Obstetrician about a ‘caesar or forceps’…I eventually took my leave…and went to the shops! This baby girl had arrived 2 days before Christmas and no way was Santa not going to visit.

When I returned the next day with Santa bag and little tree, it meant Christmas was going to happen for the birthday baby.

What, if any, were any ‘lowlights?’

Interestingly the lowlights were in some way related to my disappointment in how many people “turned up” to visit the new Mum and baby…the room was chockers….and people just wanted to chat…with each other and my daughter. I was glad to see what was happening, and as most took their leave, and J.R. was crying, I asked the last couple to please leave…and they did. I think first night after birth should be up to the parents who comes…and I know now this is better managed.

Our wee GD with dark hair.

Special Memories of the First Weeks.

The hospital allowed our daughter and husband home to our place for Christmas lunch and they ‘minded’ J.R. in the nursery. They went back in the afternoon and we visited in the evening to allow the parents to go for a walk and we got to do our first ‘babysitting.’

I made J.R. a little cardigan. I am so NOT a knitter but was determined to “make my first grandchild” something. She wore it home. Lovely. Then it became a cardi for her bear I think!

The new family joined us for the first evening meal at our place and we got to go on a walk around the park. My neighbour over the road offered me a free ticket to a show in the city and I turned it down because “first meal” at our place.

On Australia Day, when she was just one month, we hosted a Welcome To Your Family event with the extended family and it was lovely. No christening etc. Just this.

Then, just after this, my daughter got a phone call from the principal at the school where we both worked, offering her full-time teaching, starting the next week. She accepted after he was fine for me to take part-time leave 3 days a week. Her Granny would drive down from the Central Coast to do the other 2 days and so began a long, tiring, rewarding, learning, and loving experience of “Grandparent Care At Home”: for 6 months!

 

There will be another post in the series in June. I will share the questions then too as Debbie and I devised. If you too are a grandmother it may be something you would like to share.

Thank you for reading…It ended up being a longer post than I thought.

Biggest thanks to J.R. for being the subject…the first…the only…one who could get away with calling me “Gummy” and I would answer to it!

This captures her so much too…totally biased Grandma!

Denyse.

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Life This Week. Link Up #186.

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Remember This. 3/51 #LifeThisWeek. 5/2020.

Remember This. 3/51 #LifeThisWeek. 5/2020.

My plan for today’s post went back to the drafts when what I am sharing came through my social media. I want to remember this….how I have watched (via the internet) a person I’ve known as a blogger…as a young mum and wife…wend her way through the challenges of life that might for some be too much.

We share a love of photography, the beach, nature, kids, art, journalling and blogging.

Becky from here (do read her blog even though she has not updated for a while)  and also here on Instagram wrote this and I “wowed” and “woahed” my way through.

You see, I have taken an interest (from a distance literally) in Becky and her husband’s and family’s welfare for a while but moreso in the recent bushfires which were coming VERY close..too close to where they live on the far south coast and they needed to retreat to family in Canberra. I know they are home now and thankful their place is intact. The memories of what remains must be awful.

Becky and I, along with a few others in instagram, share our love for #1secondaday which is an app recording the month/year one second at a time. Becky was sharing hers and I saw what she wrote.

Remember this! Gratitude. Find it. Feel it. Be it. It’s part of Becky’s took to keep on keeping on through her mental health days and nights.

Like I said to her, “I am so proud of you”. I hope you too can remember this: Becky Found Gratitude Every Day.

 

2019’s 1SE. I had planned to say a lot when I shared it. About the year, about mental illness, about me having dropped all the balls that were once in the air. About people who are really there for you even when you’re not actively able to reach out to them- and those who disappear. About being seen as a ‘poster girl’ for mental illness, approached for tips and ideas for helping someone who is struggling but rarely being on the receiving end of those actions. About disappointing myself, stigma and toxic positivity.

There was a lot. It probably would have ended up as a blog post, I guess.
It’s all still very relevant to my situation, but I don’t have the energy to put it all together.

What I DO want to say though, is this; if you’re practising gratitude, focusing on those beautiful moments, acknowledging that you are blessed and you’re STILL suffering through the darkness of depression you are not broken. This thing I do everyday is part of remembering the good things (memory like a sieve), being so very thankful for this life, being in awe of these little people. But, I’m still not ok.

Being depressed doesn’t make you an ungrateful pessimist anymore than having a broken leg does.

Thank you so much Becky for sharing.

I hope too, that when you are up for writing a blog post again, you pop in here. Or, as I often recommend, link up an old post on a Monday. All are welcome!

 

So, I ask the question….as above….

And take care everyone.

Denyse.

I was inspired by Becky’s story, but I am also aware that mental health does not always treat us well.

If you need to chat confidentially to someone do call Lifeline 13 11 14.

 

Link Up #172. Life This Week.

Link Up #172. Life This Week.

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Last 51/51 #LifeThisWeek 2019. Thanks To All! New Prompts for 2020. 123/2019.

Last 51/51 #LifeThisWeek 2019. Thanks To All. New Prompts for 2020. 123/2019.

Life This Week.

This has been another great year for me as each of you kind and generous bloggers have linked up, on or off prompt. I haven’t got a best of or anything like that for numbers as I am about the stories we share, the connections we make and being here.

This is why I comment on each person’s post.

I am chuffed when you comment on mine and if  you too have the time to visit others’ posts to comment that IS being connected. Not everyone can and I don’t believe “If I link up I have to visit everyone.” No, that’s my role as host, so please link up when you can and share the news of this link up going into its 4th year.

After the link up closes each week and I have visited to comment,  I tweet so everyone sees who’s linked up.

The fact that you, and others return here to link up each Monday is something I really value.

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It’s Nearly Christmas Day 2019.

Have you seen Santa yet? I started doing this in 2017 and this is my 2019 version. Santa Claus is getting younger! OK, I am getting older too.

Some of my recent Christmas related art.

In 2014 this sad but resigned woman (me!) knew she was experiencing the last of the family Christmases as she knew it. In fact, she was not even hosting as the house of almost 18 years residence was being packed up for the move to the Central Coast in early 2015. I tried to enjoy and take in every moment and memory to savour it.

We had said, too, that because of the distance from Sydney and needing to use the M1 we would not travel back to Sydney. It was practical. It made sense but emotionally it was, as I knew, much harder. Then, on Christmas Day 2015 my 3 older grandchildren dropped in! One had her licence and car and the secret was kept with my husband too. Oh. That was awesome. So appreciated. And our son and his family called in a day or two later on their way home from Christmas further north. In 2016 it was again a lovely  drop-in visit from the older kids (and later the younger GD and her Mum – our daughter) and we talked to the others by phone. In 2017 I was recovering from two surgeries and of course “wanted to celebrate” but it was challenging so we sent off cards and some money to all.

Then in 2018 “We” hosted Christmas here for our daughter and her four. That was great fun, me getting back into my Christmas mode.

What’s on this year? Never say never…we are driving to Sydney – I have overcome so much of my fear of this kind of thing…as people who have read here for years – dropping into our son’s to see his four kids (we have sent gifts via Aust Post earlier) and then to our daughter’s for Lunch. And, ahem, I have been doing some Christmas shopping after a few years. Just for the “kids” and for the traditions to stay alive! They will love it too.

Christmas Cupcakes for all!

Back in 1999, we had two granddaughters….and I talked their grandfather into getting into more outside Christmas decorations. This board – of Santa and his reindeer (with 2 teddies – one for each girl here) is still going strong: at their mum’s house.

Here’s a recent photo of our two eldest granddaughters: thanks for being the best and most fun ever girls…See you Chrissy Day!

In her Papa’s arms is GD on left…and birthday girl (today) is the person who made us “Grandma and Papa”.

Next Year. Life This Week Optional Prompts.

The first week back in 2020 is Monday 6 January and the title for that post is below.

Then, in an effort to be clever…(ha) I have added the next 9 prompts.

There is a message in the prompts somewhere indicating what my word for 2020 is.

1/51 Word/Intention for 2020 6.1.2020

2/51 Good News 13.1.2020

3/51 Remember This 20.1.2020

4/51 Australia 27.1.2020

5/51 T: Time to Share Your Snaps #1. 3.2.2020

6/51 Interesting 10.2.2020

7/51 T: Telling Self-Care Stories #1. 17.2.2020

8/51 Unusual 24.2.2020

9/51 D: Day for Taking Stock #1. 2.3.2020

10/51 Excited To Share Your Snaps #2. 9.3.2020

Onward and into 2020.

I will continue to be blogging on Wednesdays too.

The Women of Courage series will resume on  Wednesday 5th February 2020…with a new photo: here it is!

I will be linking my Wednesday post to MidLife Share the Love Linky and on Thursdays Lovin Life Linky as well as Open Slather on Fridays..so I do hope all three return in 2020.

Looking forward to catching up with you all again next year. I hope whatever this holiday season is for you and yours that it is relaxing, fun and enjoyable. If it’s not, then it becomes a blog post…for telling later!

Cheers to you all.

Denyse.

Added: I do hope that you and yours stay safe and well over this Australian holiday period where temperature records are being broken and for most of Eastern Australia, especially my state of New South Wales, bush fires are exacting a huge toll.  Loss of pasture, forests, wildlife, over 800 dwellings and so sadly, as the time of writing, two lives of volunteer firefighters were lost in a vehicle accident on Thursday night after the truck collided with a fallen tree. For anyone wanting to donate to the NSW Rural Fire Service and/or to the funds being raised for these two men’s families, the link is here.

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Taking Stock #5. 49/51 #LifeThisWeek. 119/2019.

Taking Stock #5. 49/51 #LifeThisWeek. 119/2019.

Dear Readers,

My timing for Taking Stock  may not be as regular as some bloggers write theirs, but I will stick to the ‘around every 9th week’ for Taking Stock when it returns as a regular optional prompt in 2020.

Making: lots of art and loving it

Cooking: many cupcakes: some for me, some for you, and some for giving for Christmas gifts

Little cakes. Iced later.

Drinking: regular readers would know this without my words

Reading: birthday card wishes…with such love and care back to me for my 70th at the end of November & this one from long time follower and friend:

Wanting: the bushfires to be extinquished NOW.

Looking: to see if there is blue sky outside instead of smoke and haze

Playing: mahjong on the ipad along with listening for the 4th time on audiobook: Boy Swallows Universe

Wasting: energy on social media calling out our so-called elected leaders: Scott Morrison (you are a $ic$) and Gladys Berejiklian (no words) & the opposition isn’t actually one..so….

Wishing: someone, somewhere needs to act for the people instead of the big end of town & owners of media. Looking at you all,….and in UK and USA.

Enjoying: not being in schools much as I loved them back when I was working. I am tired  and I remember the tiredness of end of school VERY much. Wishing all my education friends and family the very best as 2019 draws to a close: very proud of all that has happened at this public school in particular!

 

Waiting: for rain. Everywhere in Australia affected by the drought is doing just that. 

Liking: that some communities on the coast are travelling west to take much needed goods to families in the bush affected by the hardship a drought brings

Wondering: if I will enjoy Trent Dalton’s new book next year as much as I did Boy Swallows Universe.

Loving: my Christmas faves playlists back in the car for my solo sing a longs. I love singing Christmas songs….I love Infants Assemblies and classroom music at the end of the year for that too. I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas by Patsy Briscoe..an oldie but a goodie! 

Hoping: my husband and I (no we are not Royal) continue to be well as we are both now in our 70s! Our seventies!!

Marvelling: that my father though somewhat frail physically is sharp as a tack mentally  at one month off being 96.

Needing: nothing much at all. Well-satisfied.

Smelling: the blooms that are Christmas is coming (next door’s hedge): gardenias

Wearing: a smile much more than a frown every single day. Back to the beach to escape the smoke scenes.

Following: social media on the  drought, weather and education

Noticing: that it is not helping me to become too immersed as it is somewhat stressful

Knowing: my limits in ability to eat and acting upon them instead of feelings of regret or missing out

Thinking: of how very very fortunate I am. In fact, I am GRATEFUL for my improved health: emotional and physical 

Feeling: grateful…and a bit sad …and a bit happy….and knowing it is also part of the human condition

Bookmarking: a page in this book which I read every day…it continues to help me make sense of the world for me

Opening: the best and most surprising gift I ever received last weekend…for my 70th Birthday from my kids and grandkids..not often I can be surprised either.

Smiling: with joy and appreciation for all the care and love I received on my birthday. I am very much blessed by my family and friends.

Did you take stock recently?

Thanks to Pip Lincoln for her original idea and list. Found here.

Denyse.

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Share Your Snaps #9. 45/51.#LifeThisWeek. 111/2019.

Share Your Snaps #9. 45/51. #LifeThisWeek. 111/2019.

It’s that time again. Every 5 weeks here where the ‘snaps’ are shared. I know I share lots of my photos in posts but am determined, to make this post less wordy and more pictorial! 

Here goes. In line with last week’s post on colours…love them…

I am going to post photos which highlight colours…AND guess who does this best? Nature.

RED

BLUE

ORANGE

PURPLE

GREEN

 

PINK

YELLOW

BLACK & WHITE.

ON ANOTHER TOPIC! Women of Courage. 

I am looking for new Women of Courage to highlight in 2020. The current series finishes next week at #25. Then the series will be on a break (as they say in media-land) returning in early February 2020 on Wednesdays.

I would LOVE you (if you have not already!) to send me a message here: denyse@ozemail.com.au that you’d like to be part of it. It involves answering just 5 questions. And adding an image of yourself.

As you may know already from reading the series (here for those who want a refresh) “courage” comes in many forms. Sometimes getting up in the morning is an act of courage as is travelling solo around the globe.

Please consider this. I am so very proud of all who have submitted their stories and of those who have been published, I think there’s been a great deal of excellent feedback to know how much it was appreciated.

Will you be in it?

 

And that folks, is the second last Share Your Snaps for 2019.

Can you believe how fast this year is flying to the finish line?

Denyse.

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Share Your Snaps.#8. 40/51.#LifeThisWeek.101/2019.

 

Today’s post is dedicated to a good friend “I never met IRL”. Pam was a friend first from the art community on-line about 5 years ago, particularly the one called Daisy Yellow Art. I soon found over the past few years that Pam and I connected over quite a bit of shared history. She was an Aussie, living in the N.S.W. Central West. But she grew up near where I went to Teacher’s College in Balmain in the late 1960s. Pam was just a few years older than me but succumbed last week to a combination of serious conditions. She always cared for me and my health during cancer and I was able to share some of my art with her when she became more unwell. Her daughter shared the recent, sad news in a very small facebook group formed to support Pam through what was to be her last illness. I have her permission to share Pam’s image. Her funeral will be held later this week, and too far for me to attend, I will spend sometime by the water we both loved, reflecting on gratitude and friendship. Sending my love to her family and friends.

 

 

Mandalas for Pam.

 

 

The rest of the past month or so has been recorded on a few occasions.

 

North Kellyville P.S. Foundation Year Book Week. Proud Mum post.

 

When I need a time-out and want to feel closer to nature, it’s here I go.

 

 

The message for us all, is to live today as best we can. I know that Pam would want that for us all too.
Sending all my love to her family right now. These are very tough times.

Love is all we need. Take care, everyone.

Remembering Pam. Tiger Mother.

 

 

Have you shared your snaps this week?

Denyse.

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Self-Care: Share Your Story #5. 34/51 #LifeThisWeek. 89/2019.

Self-Care: Share Your Story #5. 34/51 #LifeThisWeek. 89/2019.

The past few weeks have been less about self-care and more about caring what others think and say.

I “know” that is not the ideal way to live my life going forward but in some ways I think it’s connected with a major life-experience which was about to occur at this time of year in 2002. I wrote about it here. I get to this time of year and ask myself ‘what’s wrong?’ when I have nothing much happening to make me feel a little less confident and emotional. Then I look at the date. So, knowing this helps and it reminds me to accept that I still have sad feelings about how I had to walk away from my principal’s role but that I also got on with my life as best as I could once the first 12 months of being treated for the effects had helped.

I have written about this in a series of posts last September if you would like to read them.

September Stories 1. September Stories 2. September Stories 3. September Stories 4.

I also used my story for my Women of Courage post, here.

Self-Care and What It Looks Like Now For Me.

Appreciation For The Support & Love. Moving On.

 

Doing this more. Getting Outside.

 

If I do not care for my mouth and prosthesis properly then I am not self-caring for my physical health. My daily routine.

 

This was something different. Very small pizza, takeaway. Two meals! Worth it? Not really but I gave it go.

 

Using some of my me-time for creating and liking the results.

 

My daily coffee, treat and using my mini art journal. Getting out every.single.day. whether I feel like it or not IS the best self-care I have.

 

Letting others know of my appreciation for them. Self-care is shared.

 

This was important to me from a self-care and love viewpoint. Top images this year, bottom ones a year ago. I was so pleased, despite some weight gain (with teeth!) I could still wear the clothes.

So I found some examples in the end. Thank goodness. I haven’t really lost the ability to self-care, it’s just a blip in the progress I am making and I am honest enough to share the reasons as I see why.

How is your self-care going?

What’s your best tip for when you are least feeling like being self-caring?

Denyse.

 

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