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I am a photo person. My walls are peppered with photos ā big, large and small. I love the story they tell. The memories attached to each. Time captured in a frame. I think there is something lost in the age of digital media. Our children will never know the joy of taking a… [Continue Reading]
How strange it feels to sit with my fingers resting on keys again. Hello. Itās been awhile. I thought Iād give you a little update. Iām not sure if this is hello again. Or goodbye. The truth is, I donāt know much anymore. So many things feel uncertain. And trying to figure things… [Continue Reading]
Some people arenāt ones for celebration. When birthdays roll around, they really couldnāt care if they get a call or a box of chocolates. Some people forget the day their lives changed when they committed to love another for the rest of their lives with an āI do!ā And maybe more than a… [Continue Reading]
Have you found that your social media posts and email inboxes have been flooded with āNew Year, New Youā posts or hacks on how to create new habits. Planners fill the shelves at shops or the side tabs of pop-up adverts. When the first days of January hit, many of us spring into organisation… [Continue Reading]
Anticipating Christmas and the season has always taken up a lot of mental space. When I was a child, Iād start planning from July and would start secretly stashing things away in a cupboard. I held steadfastly to every tradition we had ever started and was incensed when my mom changed the coloured lights… [Continue Reading]
I cried when I watched a performance in Night of the Proms. I think it was Feed the Birds from Mary Poppins. The voices of hundreds filled the Royal Albert Hall. A throng, shoulder-to-shoulder in Hyde Park. All voices lifted. Cares set aside for an evening. Everyone just singing together and having a marvellous… [Continue Reading]
I wasnāt at home that day. My mom was obviously working late and had been unable to fetch us from school. My dad was about five hours away at a conference. We had been picked up by a family friend. Going to her house was always fun! There was a lovely garden to play… [Continue Reading]
People fascinate me. And I just love them. I am an extrovert. I thrive on being around people. In fact, when I moved out of my parents’ house, I couldn’t handle the silence when I came home from work. I used to turn the T.V. on for some “company.” I didn’t watch anything –… [Continue Reading]
I have been waiting until I find the right words before posting anything about the week we have just endured. Iām still waiting, Iām worried that I have lost the ability to transfer thoughts to words as Iām just a swirl of emotions contained in a human exterior. So now Iām just going to… [Continue Reading]
Ros and I connected over Instagram.Ā With a handle like “This Higgeldy Piggeldy Life,” how could I not notice her?!? We realised we grew up in a similar neighbourhood. Ros’ account brings me so much joy! She documents the raw, real moments of life that we can all relate to such as burning rice… [Continue Reading]