They’re back!!! All my files, all my documents are back, and I could not be more relieved.
I would like to say a huge thank you to the Apple tech guys they have gone above and beyond the call of duty
And also a huge huge thank you to everyone in the WordPress community for your kind words, prayers and encouraging messages.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
Today is my baby’s birthday, but he is still on camp with school. I wish that I could hug and kiss him and wish him a very happy 15th Birthday. I wish we could celebrate what was the greatest day of my life. The day that he came into my world and changed it forever. The day I became a mother. But that will have to wait till the weekend when he is home I’m afraid.
My children are the greatest gift I could ever have asked for, and George my eldest, is the light of my life. He is my sunshine. Even now that he is maturing into a grumpy teenager he still is everything to me.
Because of George I have the twins. Because of George and my twins I am stronger than I ever thought I could be, because of my children my life is complete.
I have always known that I wanted to be a mother but just how much you can love another human being well that I never really knew until I had George. The mere thought of anything bad happening to any one of my children grips me with such a paralysing fear. Their triumphs are my triumphs.
They are the first thing on my mind in the morning when I wake up and the last thing on my mind when I go to sleep. Everything I do in life is with them in mind.
I may not always get it right but I will never stop trying. I will always be there for them, always, and my love for them will linger long long after I am gone.
So Happy Birthday my Sunshine I hope you know how loved you are and how special.
So what do you do when you suddenly lose all your documents everything you have written in the last year and bit gone, completely wiped away?
There are no words adequate enough to capture the anguish, nay the despair, that grips you at the realisation that all your work, all your words have been erased.
Yesterday all my documents all my articles, all my novels all my columns were deleted in error of course, by my husband whose IT knowledge is next to non existent. He thought that by clearing out everything in our iCloud account he was merely deleting data off his phone.
I went to bed half way through an article on the festival for the next edition of The Buzz only to wake up with nothing, nada, zip. At first I thought it was a glitch with my iPad but when the so called glitch didn’t seem to resolve itself after turning the iPad on and off I sought out professional help. Not only was that article gone but everything else was too.
The technical support guys at Apple are fantastic, anyone who has ever had to deal with them will testify to this I am sure. My files are still gone but the Apple tech guys are trying their best to get them back for me. In the meantime I’m trying to remain hopeful. Not an easy thing to do I assure you.
Well today I was certainly out of my comfort zone when I opted to drive into the city (CBD) for a meeting, that I would have otherwise taken public transport to.
I have never driven in the city before, I don’t think I have ever had the guts to. I guess the fact that I have had 2 very bad car accidents pretty close to each other has contributed to this fear, It has certainly made me a lot more cautious.
Both times I was very lucky that my children were not in the car with me. Although I was not hurt neither was anyone else thank god my cars were really badly damaged, both had to be written off.
I tend to avoid freeways now and any place really where people have to drive very fast, and I am conscious to allow myself plenty of room whenever doing a right hand turn through oncoming traffic.
But this year is all about pushing myself just that little bit more, so despite the unexpected road detour, the annoying bike riders that like to just pop out before you, here I am in the CBD an hour before my scheduled meeting enjoying a much deserved ice coffee and having some lunch.
Would I do it again? Absolutely! Now that I know I can do it, I will definitely opt to drive in next time as well.
So this living out of my comfort zone thing is working really well, I’ve taken up Zumba which I’m really enjoying and now I’ve conquered my fear of driving in the city. I wonder what will be next?
I read the most amazing thing on Facebook today, it was a post that someone else had shared, to alert people, especially men to testicular cancer. After reading the post I couldn’t help thinking that perhaps all men should take a pregnancy test from time to time.
Well thank god the festival is over!! After many months of planning, and preparing the Community Newspapers of Knox finally hosted their first joint stall at this years Knox City festival.
The theme of the festival was ‘make your mark’ and I believe that we were able to accomplish this.
As a first attempt I think it went well. There are things we will definitely change next year. Next year we will have a banner to attract more people over to our stall. Next year we will have little show bags made up so that people can carry their papers easily, and next year we will have flyers with all the newspapers details on them for those that are interested in getting involved, or advertising, sponsoring or even contributing articles, photos etc..
It was interesting to note just how many people confuse the community papers with the commercial ones. Community newspapers are run solely by volunteers. They feature articles on local people and their local area. They address the everyday issues. Unlike the commercial papers, community newspapers have minimum advertising, enough to pay for the printing costs. In contrary most commercial newspapers are so full of advertising that they have very little room left for articles. Commercial papers tend to scandalise rather than take the time or effort to get the real facts.
This event has been a real milestone for Community Newspapers, and I am honoured and proud to have played my part.
I couldn’t resist sharing this, I’m sure anyone with kids can totally relate.
Courtesy of Pintrest