• Seeing the truth…

    Sometimes life and its events give us the right tools to realise that something or someone in our life doesn’t show their true colours. This happened to me last week – a supposed “dear friend” disappointed me. Someways I was always expecting for it to happen…you know when one friend always criticised the people around them you always know that they might do the same when you are not around and talk about you. Can’t say that when it happened i wasn’t angry or sad…but I gave myself the time to analyse and realised that maybe what happened should just give me a lesson. We all have our defects and…

  • My sunshine my silver lining

    My sun…silver lining…

    So it’s been a while since I wrote here…I don’t even know what I want to say but I felt the need to write. To take back some of the old me. The me that would always find peace when she was writing. These days I am just a bit too busy for my liking and I must admit that I miss the days when I had the liberty to write what I wanted. I miss the days when this blog was just my diary – although looking back at some of my earlier posts makes me smile in an ashamed kind of way. If you are a blogger too…

  • Things that had to be told

    I am finding it quite hard to get back to writing on this blog. I don’t know why…It might be because I don’t know in which direction to take this blog or I am just afraid to expose myself and my feelings like I used to. All feels very strange though. My girls are bigger now and the issues I had with parenting when I started this blog no longer exist. I am not a parenting guru don’t get me wrong but I think I am simply more relaxed when it comes to parenting my girls and I just prefer to live and enjoy my life with them rather than…

  • Stay Still

    As my girls continue to grow and flourish the days seem to get busier and busier and also shorter and shorter. Both girls learn new things every day at school and at nursery so our conversations and the questions they ask change. From simple questions like “Mummy why some people are smaller and others taller?” to more deep questions like “Did God really make the whole planet in only six days? I mean…how can one person do so much in such a short time?”. Their questions, especially the questions my 6 years old is asking become harder and harder to answer and sometimes I wish their father was living with…

  • autumn ;eaves

    Lately…

    Lately…I’ve been speaking a lot with myself… It’s cold outside and we spend more time inside rather than outside. We spend more time cuddling , playing , chatting , baking and having fun altogether. I love spending time with my girls although sometimes they make me feel so exhausted… I had more time to reflect/I allowed myself to reflect at my life now and wonder if this is where I am supposed to be at the moment. I am not talking as much of a place to be as such. I am talking about my life – the place I am supposed to be in my life. Some days I feel like…

  • The year that passed

    There is a bit over a year since I moved with the girls back home. It’s been a difficult one and I must say that the biggest part of my 2014 is already gone and I don’t feel like I achieved a lot. Not anything new anyway… My life is still the same. Split between my girls, my daily duties and the blog. Trying to change and achieve better things but besides the girls that keep on growing nothing seems to change. Husband only visited three this year and there will be another two month until we will see him again. Life is hard and although we are apart we don’t seem…

  • What I “forgot”

    One of my fellow bloggers – a good friend in real life that i actually miss meeting for a chat and a meal wrote a post called – What MrsB forgot. Her post inspired me to write my own post. Me in 2004 She also was inspired to write the post because she is reading a book called “What Alice forgot” – a girl called Alice has slipped and and hit her head in her step-aerobics class and everyone’s telling her she’s misplaced the last ten years of her life. I am not as old as her in reality but i thought it can be good therapy to write about it.  …