Hello, how are you? Wow it’s been a while. So tell me what have you been doing and how is everyone?
I miss you, I love you, you are my world. In this life and the next, I will find you and destroy your happiness. He was mine till you killed our love with poison words.
That is why I love writing because WORDS are powerful, wonderful, thought provoking, exciting and so many more emotive thoughts. The written word can enrage or soothe, excite or scare, teach or spread propaganda.
Used in a positive way I find words soothe me as in song words .
I write for children with tales of wonder wrapped in fact
I write for adults of facts woven with artistic licence.
I write poetry to expand and please the mind
I write fact for us to remember lives as they were before all is lost.
I write because that’s who I am.
Write a short story a week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”
Hello dear readers of today, have I missed some major news article regarding the future? No I didn’t think so. Let me entertain you with the of life ME
Now we have a word called yesterday, well it’s gone nothing you can do about it, it happened, move on, it’s behind you (in the words of my mental health provider). With a flick of the wrist as if pushing an imaginary past behind her, she dismissed my whole domestic violence background and other major life struggles, as if puff 💨 wow, everything would disappear. Big mistake Woman, I wasn’t alone, I had a friend with me. 1. To push my wheelchair. 2. To help me with memory and stop me from freezing up. 3. Because of my PTSD I am terrible at being alone, no change that I couldn’t be alone when out.
My friend witnessed every word said, Claire has become my friend over the years I have known her, but her official title is personal assistant (posh for carer).
So back to yesterday, gone but Hell and Damnation it is not forgotten, all our yesterdays make us who we are and are learning curves( supposed to be). Also just to be a tiny bit pedantic here but if we are to forget YESTERDAY isn’t that what history is a culmination of all of the yesterdays of the world? 🌍
Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it. ‘ George Santayana
Ok moving on
Today, the Present. Well each day is a new start and it’s a chance to right wrongs , finish tasks, watch that movie you have been promising you would, but how many people make full use of each moment. We are allotted an amount of time in this world, a commodity that you cannot buy or sell, ok smart arse, yes clocks and watches etc but they don’t lengthen your life. The issue is how many people use their time to the max (I don’t). I leave so much not done even though I have plans, nothing falls into place, the harder I seem to try the worse it gets. I keep saying I just want the house and garden to look like my plans to be tidy not jumbled and bop there is always an issue. We should all be living our best life and I guarantee not many people are.
I am lucky to have a home I know that , I am lucky to have furniture to fill it and I am grateful for what I have. Becoming disabled in my late 40s and being uprooted so many times has made life so difficult. I am grateful I was able to protect my children as they asked, it cost me family and friends and I live alone now, the children have grown and I am redundant as are all parents eventually. I just would have liked my present to have been a little more settled. That’s enough of my present.
Now we go the future , who know what will happen, I don’t see peace anytime soon, I would like to see order in my life so I can concentrate on finish some of the projects I have waiting in the sidelines
I never think of the future.It comes soon enough.” – Albert Einstein.
Truth is I am not looking forward nor backward I am concentrating on now, because, yesterday is past, tomorrow is whisper away, today is all I have here in the present
With love as ever
Kim-Louise
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” – Buddha
We meet at such a sad moment, I shall be very brief on this ~ go to comfort food (sob). To make myself heard I repeat ((SOB)).
I was always torn between corned beef sandwiches on white bread with butter and a layer of tomato ketchup, Heinz tomato 🍅 ketchup at that. Always made me feel good, of course only one thing could top that Cadburys chocolate, oh my goodness, now that was the closest thing to floating for me. Those two were my go to comfort foods sweet and savoury.
“There is no sincerer love than the love of food,” by George Bernard Shaw
But now the closest I get to a comfort food is a fresh fruit salad with nectarines or a freshly cooked chicken fillet with a Caesar salad.
Caesar Salad
Explanation well through life I have needed a lot of comfort food, yes needed, life has been difficult, is the polite way of saying it. Now the need is to lose the residue of the comfort food, also known as FAT, wibbly, wobbly , jiggly excess, surplus to requirements, scale busting, obese morbidly (yes according to the charts). This triple bellied hippo has spent the last 37 days surprising no one but myself, eating healthy food and loving it. No processed or pre prepared food just healthy (boy is it expensive) living.
Drinking water and plenty of it, gone from coffee, white, two sugars to coffee black one sweetener but prefer Stevia (all natural sweetener from stevia plant). Admit I still have the odd zero can of pop/soda which is ok.
I just can’t believe this snuffling comfort eater has changed so quickly. All it took was a look in the mirror and a realisation this is not who I want to be.
So I truly look forward to the next thirty something days to seeing less of me and as I am now 16lb lighter I will no longer be a triple bellied Hippo I will be a double bellied Hippo
How are things with you today, how is life treating you, please tell me you are wearing a smile 😀 I am sending them out every day for free. They cure so many issues try one on, did you know truly one size fits all.
So here we are talking about these random things and here comes another conversation starter, that’s if you have someone to talk to, so ok you have guessed it I don’t so I talk to you my friend . Random because I could actually be talking to myself. Then again that would be nothing new for me. I have talked to myself through marriages(well that’s how it felt), bringing the children up(we all know what kids are like, yes mum, of course mum, out of sight, what does she know) and it has become a habit now I am alone. Sorry I am digressing from my initial conversation, oops.
So I can sense time passing around me but I am in a bubble an it feels fantastic when doing anything creative constructive or art anything like that. But top of my away with the fairy’s where time does not exist, give me a good book and I happily will stay curled up and read cover to cover and breathe of course. You could call it my Perfect Time Machine, well I can move anywhere in space time and realities in a book and when I take my head out of it, I have moved further forward in time,
“But meanwhile, time flies; it flies never to be regained.” –Virgil
Ok so I am a day late with posting this probably because I fell asleep before I could press post
It’s been a strange week full of nothingness, seriously a week where nothing has affected my thoughts or emotions, I have just literally just glided through this week with little to no recollection to what I have done, said, or felt. It is almost like I have dreamt this week away, I have checked with people and they say I have appeared normal(well they obviously don’t know me that well). So oh well another week added onto my age with nothing achieved.
Leading nicely to my next piece, when I was younger all I could think was older people that included 35+ yrs were past it for anything but sleeping, snoring, passing wind and asking if you had clean underwear on in case you got hit by a bus( must have been a thing when I was growing up) hated to say to Nan they wouldn’t be clean for long if I got hit by a bus 🤭.
Now I am a lady with 59 yrs of earth experiences I can give you a few examples of things that get better with age
Sex, if you relax like and want it
Outlook on life, you should have had enough experience to be able to inwardly think, that doesn’t need to affect me so let it go
Sex you know what you like so don’t settle for second best
Your kids grow up and leave home. Now when you are younger you think oh my babies no I don’t want them to grow up – trust me you do – when they leave and your home becomes your home, you love their visits but as you get older you love the peace.
Finally Sex . Some people think as you age it is taboo. Off the table, no it is better than ever because you don’t have all those hang ups from before ,
You are an amazing creation just go through life from beginning to end and celebrate every new experience and learn from it. For with age generally comes wisdom, maybe not with everyone, in the majority of cases.
Nothing I write is ever meant to offend anyone, whatever I write is my own thoughts, findings or experiences I will let you decide which is which and what is what
Have a wonderful life because we have no idea what time we will have on this spinning sphere in a vast universe of darkness.
I just try to live each day as if it was my last therefore every day is a fairly good day
What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?
My dear friend,
Thank you for stopping by for this quick chat, how are you today? Yes I am fine thank you 😉.
Now as I was having a look at these random prompts that appear, supposedly to help with our writing, but really some things you just want to answer NO. Then leave it and see if anyone questions what do you mean NO, I might do it one day and not in context either. Well you’re my friend so of course I would pre warn you. Anyway I digress again, I saw today’s little jog for the writing and thought I have an absolute wonder of an answer for you.
What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?
Answer 1. NO ( Only joking)
2. What is the point in planning strategies to increase comfort, in a world not suited to strategic thinking or planning.
Instead I
a. Aim to wake each morning
b. Live as stress free life as possible
c. Make as few plans or strategic contingencies for my comfort as possible,
Then life just keeps me sailing day to day, me and my wheelchair, my pain dealt with daily and no plans needed strategic or otherwise. I like life to be uncomplicated as is possible.
Now I am going to leave it there and do something else, till we meet again, because we will if we are supposed to and all that stuff.
What absolutely amazing thing to contemplate answering. What is my favourite thing about myself? I have laughed so much over this question Thank goodness I came back this morning to complete this note and post it.
So to the point, in a round about way, I can say without a doubt, hand on heart it is not my amazing model like figure, well I do look like a triple bellied Hippo, in a pink tutu. Very much like the Disney Fantasia movie.
Hyacinth from Disneys Fantasia
My voice ? No , oh boy, although I would make money being paid to not sing 🎶, I am of just slightly above average intelligence, not anything to make a fuss about. I have been less abled for 15yrs so definitely not that.
How very true
I write a lot about many things hoping one day to finish one particular piece as a book. Now I had been read through this chuckling to myself, when I realised that was my favourite thing about myself , my humour, my ability to turn any situation thrown at me and find a funny side and not let it bring me down. Oh it used to, but like a switch that had been flipped, it became- oh dearthis woman has had enough rubbish to deal with . Time to change
If I can laugh at my own writing and make a few others laugh. 🤭 plus I think I missed my calling as a sit down comedian, come on whoever heard of a stand up comedian who couldn’t stand, so I would have been a sit-down.
So there is my favourite thing about myself ⭐️ My humour ⭐️
Oh and that that my heart though still metaphorically shattered, still beats, therefore I am grateful to be alive 🫀
What a question, simple answer would be alive and in one piece. But there is an issue with my flippant answer. 1. Technically I am retired due to disability. 2. There lies the next issue, I am not in one piece because of the aforementioned disability.
So that changes my whole perspective on retirement, it is a scary financial time to contemplate. So on that note when retirement age descends upon me by a blessing from above it would be lovely if I didn’t have to spend my last years of life struggling like I have spent majority of my adult life. Oh I have worked, and put my heart and soul into several jobs, domestic violence robbed me of my mobility and health.
☀️☀️☀️☀️
So retirement bring me sunshine
Bring me love
Bring me happiness
Sorted my funeral, no clouds above
🌅🌅🌅🌅
You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream.” —C.S. Lewis
What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily?
Dearest Friend
I have thought about this long and hard and the oldest thing that belongs to me, that is in daily use I hate to say is falling apart, and as it is a limited edition there are no spare parts. The chassis is twisted, it’s done too many miles. Paintwork is faded and to be honest the seat padding is bursting out all over.
The oldest thing I have in daily use is MYSELF. 59 in yrs feel 89 at times but my mind thinks I am still 19
Feel Like A Clapped Out Vehicle
Apart from my soft toy rabbit who is the same age as me and actually looks worse than I do(if that’s possible) anything older I own ie crockery is used for special occasions. Ornaments are in glass cabinets. I on the other hand am a living almost working relic of 1966 a disabled diva with a sense of humour and sarcasm in sacks
A legacy – the long-lasting impact of particular events, actions, etc. that took place in the past, or of a person’s life ( copied from Oxford Language Dictionary)
B legacy- an amount of money or property left to someone in a will.
So I am aware of what I would like to leave as my legacy the only issue is, no matter how you go about things someone will always find a reason to put you down. Now ok I will be gone my physical body reduced to dust so why am I thinking about it because I had hoped in death I would have received better than I did in life.
So I am hoping that my written words will have an impact, a glimpse into the world of me. The words no one listened to, a poignant glimpse into the trials of who I was and survival. The comedy of life and observation of the world around me.
The other part of my legacy is my children and grandchildren to carry on their hard work. To carry forth love and laughter out onto this world
Bucket of Smiles 