I would have to be the most hopeless romantic ever. I am in love with love. That helpless, complete, utter love that knows no boundaries type of love. The Romeo and Juliet, Edward and Bella kind. The kind you read about in novels or see in films. That is why my preferred genre for both reading and writing is romance.
The past few days though I have been losing my faith a little in love. All around me people are splitting up, fighting, what was once something so beautiful and wholesome has now become soiled and nasty.
It’s hard to remain optimistic when there is so much negative energy around. Why do people put each other through such misery? Is it really worth it in the end? If you asked me last week I would have said yes of course it’s worth it!! There is no obstacle that love can’t conquer!! But ask me this week and I’m not so sure.
I had a lovely catch up with a good friend today that sadly I don’t get to see as much as I would like. We have been friends for many years, our kids have grown up together and even though they may not be as close as they once were, once we all get together we just seem to pick up where we last left of, as if time has not passed at all. I think friendships like this are rare and special and need to be cherished.
What is it about cars that seem to bring out the worst in children?
You would think that by now I would know better but apparently I don’t. I stopped to pick up some breadcrumbs from the local IGA on the way home from school pick up, as I am making chicken schnitzels for dinner tonight. I was only gone a couple of minutes, but it would seem that is all that is needed for world war 3 to break out inside my little car.
I had one crying, one screaming and one sulking. Clearly they were all over tired and hungry. In future I will make sure I drop them off home first, it’s just not worth the heart ache.
Mother’s Day, is a day to pay tribute to mothers around the world and all that they do. I don’t think that one can truly appreciate the magnitude of a mothers love until one has actually become a mother.
I know my mother has always been one of the most important people in my life, she is my biggest advocate and my voice of reason, she is the reason I worry so much, but also the reason that I care so much.
Through the years I have tested my mother many times. I have pushed her, and caused her much grief, but she has always been there for me.
As the years pass and I face my own challenges as a mother, my mothers influence guides me through this unchartered, for me, course.
In the last year or so I have witnessed my mother become ill on two occasions, both incidents were very scary for me. The realisation that she is getting older is something that I am struggling to come to terms with.
To suddenly see this super woman look so frail and dare I say it old, was like having the rug pulled right out from under me. Fortunately my mum is fine now. She is back to cooking and caring for us all.
Tomorrow in honour of Mother’s Day we are taking my mum out for a lovely lunch by the sea, it’s our way to say thank you for all that she has done and all that she continues to do for us.
So Happy Mother’s Day mummy, and Happy Mother’s Day for all the mums out there in the blogosphere.