I find it annoying that when I can least write, I am most full of topics to write about. Then when I finally have a good block of time to write, my mind refuses to engage. Pffft. Conditional gratitude Some years ago I listened to a cancer survivor talk about unconditional gratitude. I forget the…… Continue reading Unconditional gratitude
Time flies when life happens. I keep trying to maintain a regular posting habit but before I know it weeks and months have passed since my last post. Argh. Anyway, as they say, better later than never. Life experiences I’ve been living in Windhoek, Namibia for about two and a half years now. City of…… Continue reading Choose Life
It recently occurred to me that right in my backyard I have access to what many don’t have and would pay good money for – the bush and wildlife! Warthog grazing lazily in the Namibian heat (average 35°C)More warthogBeautiful dusk hues as the sun sets behind the hill
“Don’t grow up too fast, but I also can’t wait for you to start sleeping through the night”, I whisper to my 3 month old son as he contentedly feeds at my bosom. That’s the conundrum I find myself in – I yearn to have my unencumbered life back, yet I simultaneously want to cherish…… Continue reading A mama’s dilemma
So much has happened in the past three months, I’m unable to fit it into one post. So over the next few posts I’ll attempt to account for all the happenings. Presently, I’d like only to make a brief note concerning the beginning of the year – to encourage someone who feels like they’ve fallen…… Continue reading “New” resolutions?
This is your life, are you who you want to be? This is your life, are you who you want to be? This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be? When the world was younger and you had everything to lose ~This is your life, Switchfoot This is your…… Continue reading This is your life
We had our first October rains today in Windhoek. The air smells amazing and it’s refreshing to be outside. It’s also refreshing to finally be in good head and emotional space enough to notice the first blossom of my rose bush. To new seasons.