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.”
Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?
Hello, 👋 yes I’m back again. I didn’t think I would be, you see I didn’t see the point, I tell you what I’m thinking, and well that’s boring for anyone to read. I lost myself for a while I guess we all do some more than others, me I get lost from my bedroom to the bathroom in the night. Yes I am that bad. Anyway I saw this prompt about my favourite place I have visited and well this is a perfect time of year to tell you about it.
So, first thing it’s free to visit, thank goodness as I have been there so many times. I find there is something to cover every subject. Hope, love, friendship, family, maybe today I am seeing the brighter side, because if you stay to longer it can be exhausting. Same can be said of anywhere I guess.
You can visit alone or with family or friends, or a group of people depending on what interests they have.
By now you are going Ohhh I know, and so you might but when I revisit old memories or picture albums or even photos in this digital age I don’t look back with regret I look back with happiness that the moment happened, everyone of those revisited moments good or bad has led to this moment now. I may not be doing what I had intended but my children are adults and doing well.
I visit my memories and photographs often to remind myself, how lucky I have been to have survived the D/V I went through, the endless moving to protect my children, the disability and loss of everything home, family and friends.
The one thing I have is that perfect place I can visit Memories whether down Photograph Lane, tucked away in Corner of My Mind or Digital Parade. I have three favourite places all connected that I can share or not, places that everyone should visit with the same thought-
Memories are a snapshot from behind us.
They form who we have become, our love, our trust.
My memories cause me to laugh at what I’m wearing
Then sometimes a little tear spills, see I can still be caring.
I disappear into the vaults of yesteryear for five minutes.
Then find I have been there for hours, so let’s wing it.
People who have left this world, I see their smiling faces.
My babies all grown ups and having all their own places.
So ask me once again do I have a favourite place to visit?
My answer is yes, the past where all my photostell a story a perfect place to visit..
Some time has passed since we last spoke, for that I am extremely sorry. I have not been in the mood to write, if I am to be honest I am not sure where I have been or what my mind has been doing, it has been on a magical mystery tour without me. Anyway this popped up about my ideal home, well how could I not share this with you!
Firstly I live in two worlds and the one I know the best is inside my head . When writing ✍🏽 it is a retreat for me, and it comes from something said when I was young. Overhearing an adult saying that I had my head in the clouds I started constructing my own castle in the clouds.
This castle has never changed in its design and is to be honest basic except for the book collection which covers 50% of the castle walls with a ladder that encircles all of the bookcases on a track.
I sit on this huge window ledge writing , painting and sewing happy and in peace.If it’s cold there is a roaring fire in a magnificent fireplace , if warm the window is open and I hear birds singing.
It reminds me of certain Disney films and some fairytales but not in cartoon form. All I can say it’s there I go when looking for ideas , peace, escapism.
Here in the real physical, actual world, oh I have a dream don’t we all? To live in the perfect house suitable for my needs that would be a wow.
My bungalow.
Here I go firstly a bungalow, but not a small one on a housing estate. I dream of having one that allows my wheelchair to go through the front door, wide spacious entrance hall, with a large living room to display my collectibles. Then a good sized kitchen/dining room that hopefully leads to a nice garden 🪴 patio area. All has to be wheelchair accessible as the time may come when I need the wheelchair more. Two Bedrooms, mine having an en-suite wet room/bathroom, plus walk in closet, again plenty of room to get about. The second bedroom decent size not that I anticipate guests just maybe my granddaughter occasionally.
My Libraryt
Then my pièce de résistance would be my library/ office, floor to ceiling custom built book cases with glass doors to protect the books from dust. Every subject I can think of and years of collecting rare and old books. It would just be fitting to see them in the best setting I can give them. My desk old and marked but perfect for me with its leather inlay, my pc 🖥️ on another desk with printers lying silent. The bungalow is ready to move in clean and fresh
Oh I nearly forgot in the back garden is a rather large shed but when you step inside it is a a hobby shop or craft room whatever you want to call it. All my paints and transfers are waiting for me in there
A walkway joins my chalet/bungalow to my workshop and the borders are made up of fragrant herbs, as you go down it.
A pergola covers the patio ready to provide shade in the sun. This peaceful haven is just a short wheelchair from a quaint village that has everything needed including company, not that I seek company too often. My rules change living there, if out in the village having a coffee or working on a painting or most importantly writing no mobile phone allowed, I lived without it for many years and now the thing rules my life. So my ideal dream home has a sign
Visitors please don’t bring your phones in here, they seriously damage our conversation.
I guess we all dream and dreams hurt no one, for now I give thanks I have a roof over my head and space to move. I am slowly working towards turning my home into my castle and bungalow combination, so it could be said I am living the best of two worlds in one.
Stay safe, stay happy, smile on my friends
Till we meet again
Adiós 👋 Hwyl 👋Auiho 👋 Salut,👋 Au revoir 👋Auf Wiedersehen 👋Arrivederci 👋Zàijiàn 👋 Sayōnara 👋Annyeong 👋. Do svidaniya 👋 bye🤗
Apologies if I have misspelled or missed your language out I just picked a random amount so I could say bye to all
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
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
I just wanted to say you look good today. No don’t shake your head you are looking good. Don’t give me the I’m to old or skinny, rotund or haven’t got me teeth in, whatever excuse you are going to think of I am telling you that I think you look amazing. Please keep that in mind and, hang on 👣👣👣👣👣👣👣 ok I’m back can you catch this
That’s it, my bucket 🪣 of smiles, take a handful for yourself and share them out, give a smile to a stranger that you meet, it maybe the only friendly gesture on their street. Share those smiles far and wide, I always make many more, actually a fresh batch every day, I can find and post the recipe another day.
Ah that leads me to what bothers me the most, right here and now, in 2025, without being political because I could kick up a storm there. No I promised myself to be a better person in, err, starting, um, err, July 2025 .
What bothers me the most here and now is how little happiness is found in the United Kingdom 🇬🇧. Even during war time people pulled together and helped one another out. Ok not everyone but a percentage of the population got together. Now people have lost all ability to socialise and enjoy themselves hooked on mobile phones. It’s a sad place to live when schools are so concerned about safeguarding the wrong things that actual bullying goes unseen. When children can’t talk about their heritage because the British heritage is seen as not part of multi cultural. Our pensioners are concerned about their future with every government statement All this bothers me because our country is a sad place to live, NOW.
All I would love to do is share smiles to those that need them, what’s a disabled dizzy diva to do
Non of this is intended to cause upset to anyone this is just what bothers me
What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?
Hi, hello again, it’s been a while, as usual life just takes these twists and turns and before you know it a week or month can pass and time can fly by. Yet nothing has been achieved, sad fact isn’t it we act as if we have all the time in the world, when truthfully at any moment our clock could just, stop,
NOW.
So here I am again trying so hard to prioritise what is important in my life, trying to find some harmony, and it’s almost like having to sell my soul. Which is never and can’t happen. So how will I find harmony? What will I let go of to attain said harmony? Well truth is I won’t let go of anything.
This lady has lost so much physically, materially and I guess mentally that I refuse to let go of anything I have left. Instead like a symphony I intend to weave my life together to make a harmonious piece of music that suits the way I now want to live.
It may sound selfish, I can assure you, it is not, my babies have grown flown away and have babies of their own. I live by myself because who wants a woman who can’t hold hands walking side by side. Let alone struggles with housework and other simple tasks. My life is becoming more harmonious because I am learning that life goes on no matter what I do so I just add another instrument into my symphony when change has to happen.
For example, my son having a hissy fit because he is good at doing these things, he is 34 , it messes with the harmonies so I just put a drum in to drown him out . No I’m not completely loopy, but it works and if it works why change it
Symphony- the simple definition of a symphony? agreement or concord of sound – harmony
Harper Collins Definition
HARMONY
noun
agreement in action, opinion, feeling, etc; accord
order or congruity of parts to their whole or to one another
agreeable sounds
music
any combination of notes sounded simultaneously
the vertically represented structure of a piece of music Compare melodyrhythm
the art or science concerned with the structure and combinations of chords
a collation of the material of parallel narratives, esp of the four Gospels
In many cultures, harmony is considered an important virtue. As a personal, social, or environmental accomplishment, harmony has a place in everyday conversation, political discourse, as well as academic scholarship
Bucket of Smiles 