#1051 A grateful start to 2019

What more can I ask for?

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Photo by Oskars Sylwan on Unsplash

Seeing in the New Year with family, friends.

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Love, happiness, fun, laughter.

Dancing and d&m’s.

Roasted marshmallows.

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Splashing by the pool.

Selfies by the tree.

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All the good things, are all the simple things.

Happy New Year to all. May 2019 bring you all your greatest desires.

Every year with my loved ones, I am supremely grateful.

Here’s looking to a 2019 filled with more gratitude, or ways to find it, than the last.

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#1050 Where I’ve come – 35.4 stage

On this day, the 30th of December, I can’t help but reflecting on the year that has passed…

I have grown. I have changed.

I have felt extreme lows that have physically rocked me.

I have felt dizzying highs that have surrounded my head in iridescent clouds.

Combined this has led me to a balance of in-between. Of remaining hopelessly optimistic as I travel through life, yet also being anxiously cautious of any shocks that may spring up unannounced.

With the cyclical nature of life, I am still happy. I am grateful for what I have, today. Every time that I observe something good, I am so happy for it, because I know that like everything, nothing lasts forever.

This stark truth keeps me paranoid, but the glass half-full gal in me ignores it until the very last moment.

I have what I need. Sure there are things that I want… but I remind myself of the important things. Of Hubbie and Baby Girl. Their love, their health. There are challenging days, and sometimes even tears, but I think the laughter we share as a family trumps that all.

Next year has a lot in store. So many changes. So much uncertainty and confusion, yet there is excitement in the unknown.

All the possibilities… what will eventuate? What will proceed? I am not alone in my life upheavals, with Baby Girl and Hubbie going through changes of their own… growing up, moving on, and discovering life.

We never stop discovering life.

So I am content. I am content in this not-knowing. It keeps me on edge and primed for action.

I am grateful with what I have now. Everything happens for a reason, and sometimes not having the things that you want is because there is a greater plan for you.

We aren’t meant to know it all. Just, let it go.

In this moment, life is good. And for that, on this second last day of 2018, I am supremely grateful.

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Unsplash credit: Paola Chaaya

#1049 The Prince doesn’t fall far from the tree

We are driving home tonight, on a Saturday, after having visited family friends.

We are switching radio stations… switching cd tracks… trying to find a song that will make at least 1, if not ALL of us happy.

I remember the ipod I brought into my car this morning.

I reach out, change the function. It immediately goes to my random shuffle of approximately 800 songs.

See if we can’t find a song now.

As I drive, I press the button on my wheel that allows me to skip forward tracks. I pause for a few seconds at the start of each one to see if it is something we like.

To be honest I like almost ALL the songs… it is MY ipod after all.

Suddenly, about 8 skips later, and with the all-too-familiar organ solo filling the silence in the car, baby girl yellsΒ  –

“STOP!”

I laugh out loud and turn to her, outstretching my hand. “Put it there!”

The song is of course…

In this moment, I am proud as punch. I turn to Hubbie. “She is 5, and she recognises Prince in the first 2 seconds? She is my daughter!”

And I couldn’t be happier.

We then proceed to jump out of our seats in tune to the song… even Hubbie can’t escape it. :):):)

#1048 Summer days

Melbourne has unseasonally (even for summer) had a spate of very warm days. Like several in a rowfor days on end.

What the?!

For this reason, and because I need to keep a certain baby girl busy or else she will climb on my head…

We painted this summer town RED today.

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I bloody love summer πŸ’—πŸŒ…πŸ’—πŸŒ…

#1047 Reasons why I love living near the beach no. 1

Ok, so humour me. Obviously for a water-loving dweller like me, this will be a fairly extensive and LONG list.

But that is the whole reason for this gratitude blog (duh).

The first reason being… you can go there at almost ANY time.

There is never an inopportune time to go to the beach.

Today I changed my mind 3 times:

First I was going to go about 2ish.

Then I changed my mind, and said nah, about 4-4:30.

I changed it yet again, and we ended up at our favourite local about 7pm.

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It is never inconvenient. Being a short drive away means that even if you are there for a total of 45 minutes, that is fine… 45 minutes in the outdoors, wading in water and cooling down from an exceptionally humid day, is far better than 45 minutes in front of the TV.

I just love it β™₯β™₯β™₯

 

 

#1045 Christmas at a different place

As far as I can remember, I’ve celebrated every single Christmas in the same place.

My parents’ house.

There was that Christmas my Dad caught a stray canary, which ended up being Hubbie, then ‘boyfriend’s pet bird aptly named β€˜Chrissy.’

The Christmas it hailed golf balls and our cars and the backyard pergola got a beating.

Or the Christmas we went mad throwing water balloons at each other all over the yard, and got told off by my Dad… (oh that was in recent years 😬 )

All those warm Christmases, dancing in the garage, walking to the park, eating, drinking, memory making…

The Christmas I snuck off to see Hubbie-then-boyfriend for a bit. 🀫

The Christmas we drank too much vodka in the first hour. πŸ₯ƒ

The Christmas I drank nothing – with a precious new 4 month old. 😍🀱

The Christmas some of my friends came, and some of my family could not handle the extra crazy. 😜πŸ€ͺ🀩

34 Christmases.

Today was Christmas number 35.

But… it was spent at my sister’s house.

I thought I would feel more nostalgia going into the day. All of these years of tradition, of memories, retreating to the same backyard post-lunch… and it was all changing.

But very quickly, something became apparent to me.

It wasn’t the location. It was all about the people.

Sure the house was different. The decorations would be different. The food and drink would be a bit different, and sure, the location was completely different.

But different didn’t mean bad. It was different, but it was still beautiful. And of course, there was a lot of love.

All of this was present, the beauty, the love… because the people were the same.

As long as I am with my loved ones, I am happy.

Merry Christmas to all. I hope yours was spent with loved ones, no matter where you were. β€οΈπŸŽ„πŸ™πŸŽ…

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