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Kiss from a Wayward Rose

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My rose bush is 16 years old. It wasn’t meant to be a bush; it was meant to be a climber. Years ago, we brought it, along with a trellis arch for it to trail up; for years we attempted to coax it, but to no avail. This rose was determined to be a bush, just a big old stubby, bushy bush. It had decided early on: I am not going to be a climber. I am going to do my own thing. It was supposed to be a climber. It was labelled a climber rose, a beautiful iceberg white, that would look stunning in the garden. But as I sit here outside journaling and having my morning coffee all these years later and look at this bush, there are now parts of it sprouting off from the sides and attempting to climb into nowhere. We took that trellis away years ago. Now after all these years as I contemplate this bush’s story, I see what it was originally meant to be. Part of it, deep down inside is still a climber – what it was originally meant to be. Part of it is still wanting to become what it was des

The Big Scary You - Part 3

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  The Big Scary You - Part 3  The last Sunday I worked there; I didn’t even know it until the afternoon. I was at my in-law’s place and it was a wonderful day. As we were leaving, there was an air show taking place that day, and we could see the jets doing their thing in the afternoon sky. They were doing all types of stunts, and they looked awesome. All of a sudden, I had the thought, “gee, I don’t really want to go to work today”. Now that might not mean anything to most, but honestly, the whole time I had been working for Sandra, I had never had that thought. I had never wished that I could just take a day off on a whim, and the thought surprised me. The more I pondered this thought the more it grew in me, and I started to think about the recent events that had taken place. I knew that my time was coming to a close, but I wasn’t sure exactly when. I had told my husband that if things didn’t improve in the next few weeks, that I would be leaving and so we had discussed it. He didn’

The Big Scary You - Part 2

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  The Big Scary You, Part 2   So, one day, I got the dreaded phone call. Or should I say photos. Lots of them. One morning in October 2019, the wheels would finally start to fall off. I saw that Sandra had phoned me and I missed the call as I was out with my Mother at the time. I was hard pressed because I was in a medical centre and there was noise all around me as Mum had an important appointment, lots was going on and this was one of the final times we would be doing this as Mum was ready to go into residential care, just a busy time.   I didn’t want to take this phone call as I had seen all the photos and knew what was coming. That sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, that good old Negan feeling. Like I was gonna get in a whole lot of trouble. So, when she rang, and told me that she had a call from the boss at one of our sites, I knew I was in trouble. She had said that she had gone in and done a general clean. She had seen everything that I hadn’t done of course, and the

The Big Scary You - Part 1

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  The Big Scary You – Part 1   Have you ever worked for someone for quite a while, and then left – either you quit or you got terminated (putting it nicely), and afterward you looked back at your time there and thought, “how did I do it?” Well I was in that position. Almost 2 years ago to this day, I started work for someone who I thought I had a bit of a future with. I really thought things would work out with this person, as a friend who I had previously worked with had recommended me to her.   She was looking to take on someone else to work with her cleaning the sites that she had contracts for. Now before I start with my story I will make one thing clear – as a person this lady was great. She was the kind that would do anything for you and would help you in any way she could if she could. But as a boss? Well that was another thing entirely. Not that she was a “bad” boss. However, her way of doing things was a certain way. In the end it became apparent that she just could no

"Oops I Did It Again"....Am I A "Touch Too Much"?

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So before I set out on this journey of offloading onto all of you wonderful readers today I will just clarify the title of my blog here because it is just crazy, and this is the way this wacky yet strange and sensational inspiration often comes to me. You will find that I am quite mad :) So the title? Well oddly enough it came to me in relation to a couple of songs that I like - totally unrelatable to this post AND to one another. And yet strangely I found that this was what I felt compelled to call it. It fits the description of what I am about to share with you so well that I couldnt pass the opportunity by to use it!** So as I have been depicting previously on this journey here in the last couple of blogs, I find myself expressing myself on social media in an often crazy, and maybe even over the top manner. At least this is what keeps screaming in my ear, especially the last couple of days. I have found myself thinking after a post or several..hundred (LOL) was that really

Why am I Doing This?

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I think that this is a question that we need to ask ourselves every time we do something of significance, or at least we are about to. The other morning as I woke up (the morning after I wrote the first blog!) I had some impressionable thoughts come to mind as I was just waking up. They were in one way oddly disturbing, but in another way freeing, the more I thought about it.. I found myself pondering these things as I slowly woke up - just why had I written that note on Facebook in 2015? Something about this was bothering me. What was it? Exactly why had I written it? It was at a time in my life when I was virtually stuck with terrible writers block. I guess I was having to ask myself some hard questions. How on earth did I manage that, when I was struggling to write? Like I mentioned in the previous blog, I realized that the words I had written were not truly "me". They were not true to my own heart. Oh yeah, perhaps some of my previous revelation was intertwined with

When Your 1 Year Break Turns into 6!

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So hello everyone and welcome to my new blog, Encouragement for Today! I have had an extended break from writing and I am a little rusty so I hope you will all bear with me! I am between jobs right now, and having worked the past 6 years and with a young daughter to raise I have found it difficult to focus on writing and to be perfectly honest the inspiration has not been there for me. However I am feeling that today is a new chapter for me in my writing and journalling and i am hopeful that it will continue on and not dry up. However you must be prepared for the new me. In reading one of my previous posts on Facebook this morning, (actually the only one that I had ever posted on that profile), I realized just how much I have actually grown since that time. I looked at my writing, the things that I was concerned with at that time (I had written something in 2015, not 6 years, however my writing was not flowing like it used to in 2012 and before that), and got a huge shock conce