Diaries

It’s only September and I’m already getting emails about diaries. I love diaries and planners and have even tried to create some of my own in the past – see this post.

However, it’s generally easier to buy a diary than make one even if I can’t get everything I want into one diary.

So far the diaries that I like and will most likely buy will be from the following:

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Inspirational Quotes

I love collecting quotes so I thought I’d share some of my favourite quotes below:

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I mean why else do anything!

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This is so true and possibly why I love reading.

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Some things work out some things don’t. You never know until you try.

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Just great quotes to try and live by!

In my rush to post yesterday I forgot to credit my inspiration for this post to Life’s Fine Whine who I follow here. This is her latest inspirational quotes post and whose last post I had planned to reblog. As a short story enthusiast, I really loved this short story.. The worst date

The boy, the mole, the fox and the horse

I’ve read this book by Charlie Mackesy once already but now my daughter is reading at school, it’s made me want to read it again.

The book is very simple and easy to read but the meanings behind them are so profound, it’s beautiful. Each page can be read on its own and you can dip in and out as you please with beautiful pictures of the four characters. Some of the pictures are in colour and some are in black and white sketches. Seeing them on Instagram and possibly other social media platforms make it easier to be reminded of them.

I’ve added some links to my favourite pages that he has on Instagram.

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Blogging Journey

Every so often, when this question comes up, ‘Why did I start blogging?, it makes me stop and think about what I am doing.  After spending so long without blogging, I’m finding it hard to really back into it.

Every year, the blogger, Aby Moore does a week long wrap party around December to give you a chance to look over your year and plan for the following year. I found an old post with the questions from one of the wrap party and I thought I would have another go at answering these questions.

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First Day At Home

Today was the first day at home without the kids. Up until now, I’ve been at work and juggling staggered opening times at school with my work hours. I’m not quite home alone but it’s still without kids and I have a list of things to do. One of them was an attempt to get a few backup blogs ready for this week. I’ve been good for the last five days but I feel like I’m already waning.

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Moments

When I’m doing the Calm meditation, there is a little story. Today it was about how life can be made up of perfect moments and then sometimes when you look back at those moments you wish you could go back and somehow relive and hold on to those moments in your life. The hardest part is letting go and knowing that life is all about change. The only thing that is guaranteed in life is change.

There are so many memories that I want to hold onto and never let go. Life before kids was so carefree and in hindsight easy. Going out for a meal or just out for the night involved no planning whatsoever! Looking back at when the girls were young little babies was so fun. We would play in the garden, go to the park and go to as many mum and baby groups possible. It’s nice to have those moments to look back on but its also so good to look forward to making new memories with my beautiful family.

The Abandoned Porchway

I almost forgot to post today. I thought maybe I could find a quote or something instead. But then I started scrolling through my pictures and writing to see if I could expand on something I already had and then I found this. I wrote it a while ago when lockdown first started.
Once upon a time, not too long ago, I was the central hub of all the activity in this house. Shoes would lie scattered along the ground, various bags were dumped and retrieved from the floor at different times of the day and a selection of outerwear ranging from hoodies, coats, caps, scarves and gloves depending on the weather would find their way into my domain. I was the life and soul of this house. At least once a day, the lady of the house would come and rearrange the bags, coats and shoes and then wipe me clean with some sweet-smelling spray.

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