Just when you think the world is pretty stable, tragic events in Boston happen and the world takes 1 million steps back. 'Why' is one of the questions we tend to ask but will the 'why' really satisfy our wanting to know or answer the question?
I don't want to spend too much time on this post because I will pray, reflect and grieve for and with Boston. Ecclesiastes says there is a time for everything but I feel to use this as a purpose to sum up the sentiment or 'the why' of this horrific event, is inappropriate and insensitive.
I will never understand why it is ok to hurt someone else because you need to be heard or want to make a point. Sometimes the 'Why' will never be answered and when we receive the reason does it really matter or change the situation?
Monday, April 15, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
best birthday EVER!
Wow I am 44, today... the best thing though is checking my blog and seeing how many people who have passed through my page...I am way blessed and so happy you all stopped by. Thank you! You've given me the beginnings of a great day and a birthday to remember.
I can only hope you all have a great day too. Loads and loads of blessings on you all! I feel very honoured to have you as readers of my page whom ever you may be.
I was taken out to dinner last night for my birthday. I always look forward to that on my birthday. In the next day or 2 I will be getting a girly girl bike (vintage style). Can't wait for that! My beautiful friend in Adelaide sent me a lovely gift card. She always has looked out for me and I love her dearly. And to top off what is the beginning of my birthday day, lots of you decided you'd check out 'Julia'.
Please, Please just pop a comment in the box so I know who you may be and then I can hopefully send you a thank you. Again I don't know who any of you are but I feel so touched you decided to stop by.
Well today I am going to do my first big walk in ages about 12 - 14 klms in all. Then I am going to sit down and do more writing and enjoy lunch by myself and take time out for me before I face the busy school pick up ready for holidays.
Ah yeah this is what I look like yesterday (birthday eve). I like to take my picture every 12 months to see how I have changed. Also a pic of the family eating out at a brilliant restaurant 'Arthurs' If any of you get to Sydney you really need to check it out. One of the best places to eat here.
Just then I realized something, I'm getting a totally amazing present, my niece is about to give birth today, so her new little baby and I will share the same birthday...now I will never forget when she was born...this birthday is getting better and better...
love you guys Lizz
I can only hope you all have a great day too. Loads and loads of blessings on you all! I feel very honoured to have you as readers of my page whom ever you may be.
I was taken out to dinner last night for my birthday. I always look forward to that on my birthday. In the next day or 2 I will be getting a girly girl bike (vintage style). Can't wait for that! My beautiful friend in Adelaide sent me a lovely gift card. She always has looked out for me and I love her dearly. And to top off what is the beginning of my birthday day, lots of you decided you'd check out 'Julia'.
Please, Please just pop a comment in the box so I know who you may be and then I can hopefully send you a thank you. Again I don't know who any of you are but I feel so touched you decided to stop by.
Well today I am going to do my first big walk in ages about 12 - 14 klms in all. Then I am going to sit down and do more writing and enjoy lunch by myself and take time out for me before I face the busy school pick up ready for holidays.
Ah yeah this is what I look like yesterday (birthday eve). I like to take my picture every 12 months to see how I have changed. Also a pic of the family eating out at a brilliant restaurant 'Arthurs' If any of you get to Sydney you really need to check it out. One of the best places to eat here.
Just then I realized something, I'm getting a totally amazing present, my niece is about to give birth today, so her new little baby and I will share the same birthday...now I will never forget when she was born...this birthday is getting better and better...
love you guys Lizz
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| 43years 364 days old |
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| My beautiful family |
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
8 hours
In 8 hours I will be 44. Today I have been reflecting on my life thus far or rather the last 12 months. Although at best of time I don't think I do that much in my life or have much to show for it, I have actually done quite a bit. I should be proud of what I have accomplished.
I think Aussies are self deprecating. We don't like to look too big or we may seem like we have big egos. And what we do to each other can be disappointing. It is sad. You can be successful but not too successful. We call it, 'tall poppi syndrome'.
In the last 6 months, I would say it has been the best part of my 40's. I did stuff, even if I have slowed down a bit, I have achieve stuff.
Walking to Sydney (or near Sydney) was probably the most memorable. How could I forget that walk? My muscles kept reminding me for weeks afterward. I was sore! I can honestly say I never thought I could do it. I am glad I did because I felt like 'I can do anything' after that experience. Now I want more experiences like it and I don't want it to stop.
Then there was the play. I was going to shelve it because I didn't think it would ever get off the ground. There were so many stops and starts. I felt like maybe I should just forget about it but I am glad my agent/director didn't. He made sure we moved with it and put it on. March 17 may have been St Patrick's Day but it was the day my play was presented to the world. I may never have another opportunity to write or perform another play and that would be OK with me because I was great for just 1 hour of my life.
Now, what greatness can I bestow upon myself in the next 12 months? There is so much I want to do. My health and fitness is a priority, so I will aim for peak fitness. I will endeavor to loose 24kgm or around 56lb by my birthday next year. I want to see my body change and be cut and see every muscle defined. Then I have my second walk to Sydney. Yes I am attempting it again. I am not sure how it will go but you know I will keep you posted.
By next year I will speak confident French. Maybe not perfect but holding a conversation even I can understand. Also I want to have my passport and to book my airline ticket to Paris, so I have to be on top of my savings. Lastly, this year is about getting published for any writings. So I better get to work then. For what is it worth, Happy Birthday to me and all the best for the next 12 months. Knock 'em dead kido!
As always I am glad you are on the journey with me. You are my keen readers and although I don't know who any of you are it's great to have you along for the ride. And what a ride it is!
love yah Lizz
I think Aussies are self deprecating. We don't like to look too big or we may seem like we have big egos. And what we do to each other can be disappointing. It is sad. You can be successful but not too successful. We call it, 'tall poppi syndrome'.
In the last 6 months, I would say it has been the best part of my 40's. I did stuff, even if I have slowed down a bit, I have achieve stuff.
Walking to Sydney (or near Sydney) was probably the most memorable. How could I forget that walk? My muscles kept reminding me for weeks afterward. I was sore! I can honestly say I never thought I could do it. I am glad I did because I felt like 'I can do anything' after that experience. Now I want more experiences like it and I don't want it to stop.
Then there was the play. I was going to shelve it because I didn't think it would ever get off the ground. There were so many stops and starts. I felt like maybe I should just forget about it but I am glad my agent/director didn't. He made sure we moved with it and put it on. March 17 may have been St Patrick's Day but it was the day my play was presented to the world. I may never have another opportunity to write or perform another play and that would be OK with me because I was great for just 1 hour of my life.
Now, what greatness can I bestow upon myself in the next 12 months? There is so much I want to do. My health and fitness is a priority, so I will aim for peak fitness. I will endeavor to loose 24kgm or around 56lb by my birthday next year. I want to see my body change and be cut and see every muscle defined. Then I have my second walk to Sydney. Yes I am attempting it again. I am not sure how it will go but you know I will keep you posted.
By next year I will speak confident French. Maybe not perfect but holding a conversation even I can understand. Also I want to have my passport and to book my airline ticket to Paris, so I have to be on top of my savings. Lastly, this year is about getting published for any writings. So I better get to work then. For what is it worth, Happy Birthday to me and all the best for the next 12 months. Knock 'em dead kido!
As always I am glad you are on the journey with me. You are my keen readers and although I don't know who any of you are it's great to have you along for the ride. And what a ride it is!
love yah Lizz
Sunday, April 7, 2013
What do I want my life to look like?
What is it? What do I want my life to look like? Or should I say, 'What do I want my life to have matter, to have changed, to have challenged, to have inspired? How can I make a difference in this world which will leave a mark (in a positive way) on this world.
No matter how many times I ask myself that question, I am still waiting for an answer. Still trying to figure out that for myself. I know I want it to mean something. I know I want it to have contributed to the world, to my daughters, to my relationships.
I feel if I don't do something extraordinary then I have wasted the space called life. But I have to ask myself, who am I doing all this self discovery for? Is it for my benefit, my daughter's, my husband's, for you, for God?
It's all of the above but mostly me. I'm the one who has to look at myself in the mirror and answer the question. If I am not true to myself and do, I may as well pack up and ask God to take me home. It's sounds all so simple, maybe that's the problem. It is simple enough to say what I'm want to do, but the trick is to do what I want to do.
Then there's the question, 'Why can't I just exist'? Do what I have to do in the day to get me through. I did drama classes years ago with a girl who never had any big dreams or aspirations and she was happy. I never met anyone who just was happy waking up, going to her job and just living her life. She never had any big dreams or big ideas. She just lived. Plus she never really saw the big deal about achieving stuff, she wanted to just live her life. The funny thing was, she thought she was strange to not have those ideas. And what made it all the more interesting was, she was happy. Man I envied her. Life would be so much easier at times if we just went about our day just living. I wish I could be that happy in life I didn't screw my head up with all the things I wish I could do.
Having children changes life slightly. You want to be the example so your children can fulfill a dream or a goal or an agenda. I want to do stuff so my daughter will know they also can achieve what they dream about. I feel I will let them down if I don't work toward something and succeed at it.
I want my husband to see that my determination to go for it has paid off and he can be proud of me and I can be proud of me too.
My husband is a funny one. He is not one to show or share his feeling so freely. Very rarely does he show emotion. I do catch him out sometimes though and when I do, I feel more in love with him than before. The two occasions I can think of is, after my play, he and the girls were the first people who embraced me. To see his face and his pride for me was something I will remember forever and I am glad I got to see my family first. The other time I saw my husbands emotion was when my Jess was at her concert and she did a lyrical with her class. I could hear my husbands emotion as he watched his beautiful little girl be a dancer. He told me after, she is a dancer. The pride for her was beautiful and admirable.
What I want my life to look like is almost a unrealistic romance movie. If I could be as happy as some to these movies on the telly or screen, I think I would be happy but my life isn't a movie, it is far from it. I have to make my own happiness and do the best I can with what God has given me. I have to get of the couch and walk to Sydney again, I have to write another play, finish what I started, loose weight, get fit, go to France. Life will not just happen. I have to make my life into something they will make a movie about. It is not a romance novel. Things don't just happen. Life is more interesting than that. At the end of my life if I can do half of what I have set out to do in this life, then I have done it. My life isn't over yet and I have more life to live.
That dear friends is what I want my life to look like. And it doesn't matter if my life never looks like what I expect it to, then that is brilliant to. Life is full of surprise and that's what makes it so great.
No matter how many times I ask myself that question, I am still waiting for an answer. Still trying to figure out that for myself. I know I want it to mean something. I know I want it to have contributed to the world, to my daughters, to my relationships.
I feel if I don't do something extraordinary then I have wasted the space called life. But I have to ask myself, who am I doing all this self discovery for? Is it for my benefit, my daughter's, my husband's, for you, for God?
It's all of the above but mostly me. I'm the one who has to look at myself in the mirror and answer the question. If I am not true to myself and do, I may as well pack up and ask God to take me home. It's sounds all so simple, maybe that's the problem. It is simple enough to say what I'm want to do, but the trick is to do what I want to do.
Then there's the question, 'Why can't I just exist'? Do what I have to do in the day to get me through. I did drama classes years ago with a girl who never had any big dreams or aspirations and she was happy. I never met anyone who just was happy waking up, going to her job and just living her life. She never had any big dreams or big ideas. She just lived. Plus she never really saw the big deal about achieving stuff, she wanted to just live her life. The funny thing was, she thought she was strange to not have those ideas. And what made it all the more interesting was, she was happy. Man I envied her. Life would be so much easier at times if we just went about our day just living. I wish I could be that happy in life I didn't screw my head up with all the things I wish I could do.
Having children changes life slightly. You want to be the example so your children can fulfill a dream or a goal or an agenda. I want to do stuff so my daughter will know they also can achieve what they dream about. I feel I will let them down if I don't work toward something and succeed at it.
I want my husband to see that my determination to go for it has paid off and he can be proud of me and I can be proud of me too.
My husband is a funny one. He is not one to show or share his feeling so freely. Very rarely does he show emotion. I do catch him out sometimes though and when I do, I feel more in love with him than before. The two occasions I can think of is, after my play, he and the girls were the first people who embraced me. To see his face and his pride for me was something I will remember forever and I am glad I got to see my family first. The other time I saw my husbands emotion was when my Jess was at her concert and she did a lyrical with her class. I could hear my husbands emotion as he watched his beautiful little girl be a dancer. He told me after, she is a dancer. The pride for her was beautiful and admirable.
What I want my life to look like is almost a unrealistic romance movie. If I could be as happy as some to these movies on the telly or screen, I think I would be happy but my life isn't a movie, it is far from it. I have to make my own happiness and do the best I can with what God has given me. I have to get of the couch and walk to Sydney again, I have to write another play, finish what I started, loose weight, get fit, go to France. Life will not just happen. I have to make my life into something they will make a movie about. It is not a romance novel. Things don't just happen. Life is more interesting than that. At the end of my life if I can do half of what I have set out to do in this life, then I have done it. My life isn't over yet and I have more life to live.
That dear friends is what I want my life to look like. And it doesn't matter if my life never looks like what I expect it to, then that is brilliant to. Life is full of surprise and that's what makes it so great.
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