Tag: family
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to age is a privilege, not a punishment
Ever hear a word in a sentence that jumps out at you and initiates a tangent into deeper thinking about life? When I heard the word privilege recently, something resonated in my soul. Something deep down sparked inside me, and it got me thinking. What does it that word really and truly mean? I guess…
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discarded
When my kids were little, they were obsessed with their Tamagotchi. They loved the fact they had to care for, feed, change and nap a digital entity or it would die. So much so that whilst I was attending university, I had to take them during the day while they were at school, and look…
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shame
In 1989, there was this song by Johnny Diesel and The Injectors called Crying Shame. It’s a catchy tune sung with a twangy throaty Aussie drawl coupled with simple lyrics and a repetitive chorus. The song depicts how he struggles with a mistake that only he can blame himself for. No one else to blame,…
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ageing
Ageing. The word conjures up numerous images of slow old men and women wrapped loosely in transparent saggy skin, deep cavernous wrinkles etched into the face, milky unseeing eyes, warped bulbous knuckles housing crooked fingers bowed from arthritis, and a sparse covering of thinning grey hair atop their age-spotted scalps. These visions come from a…
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acceptance
The word acceptance has numerous connotations and is dependent on context of the conversation. We as humans interpret the meaning of the word in conjunction with gestures, intonation, facial expression and body language. In essence, you can verbalise your acceptance however your body and actions can betray your sincerity. The dictionary denotes a simple meaning;…
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asking
Throughout my 49 years, juggling life has presented some challenges and stresses however I usually don’t feel too overwhelmed. I feel the general emotions that one would naturally experience when pressed for time, frustration of forgotten items on the way to a practice, preparing meals, and the battle of homework to name a few. Add…
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sink
My earliest memories encompasses water. Whether it is a pool, beach, lake or running stream. Most of my childhood was spent at the beach swimming, making sandcastles, fishing, and before it became illegal, sitting atop my dad’s land-cruiser with our legs securely wedged under the roof racks as dad drove in and out of the…
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pegs
Growing up in a blended family was tough and had numerous challenges. Although there were so many bad times, they were peppered with good times; choosing to remember the positive moments is how my brain is wired. When I stop and think about how diverse my brothers were and the step sisters, it makes me…
the happy cactus 