To be asked what is my mission? I am assuming it means my purpose in life, my reason for being, my calling in life.
Well after great thought and a deep soul searching which took an awful long time, I think I have an answer.
So it took me thirty seconds and the answer was there, my mission in life is to make people SMILE
I haven’t been doing a very good job recently as I seem to have lost my way a little but this question was like a push back into line to resume spreading smiles for they travel many miles .
One of my many poems about smiling and smiles, my problem was I listened to those that dislike me and his my work away, but I have since found that some of my poems have been used from nursery schools to abuse centres to help some people and make others smile.
So now I shall continue my mission.
Smile my friend it could be the best thing you could pass to an another person and it gives your face a workout.
What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?
Hello, yes me again.
I just stopped to talk about this concept of living a very long life, which I will add could be considered controversial.
Like all living creatures we have an allotted time span some leave earlier, which is heartbreaking 💔, others live to over 100yrs of age. None of us know when it’s our turn, what we should be asking is ;
What are your thoughts on living for today, instead of putting things off for another day or a time that may never come
Anyway going back to the question, as of today, at the age of 58, I have my funeral paid for and money to pay any outstanding debts that I may have left,
I have a body that is like a battered old car, dented, parts worn, parts broken, non replaceable. My brain is a little like the engine, due to the domestic violence and other matters I have ptsd and suffer with depression so the engine in the car has a lot of faults,electrical issues.
So in my case I personally do not like the concept of living a long life, for me it would be a long painful lonely life.
The argument for it would be if you had no illness and were in a good place, then obviously that would be different I suppose.
I think I am going to stick with my don’t put off anything till tomorrow because we may only have today in which to do it.
If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?
Hello again, so pleased you are here.
So the question of the day is
If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?
Now I am going to be slightly pedantic with this. I live in the UK 🇬🇧 we don’t have freeways we have motorways. I just like to point little differences out mostly because I can.
Now a billboard advertises something be it a product or event, as I am neither that I am aware of ( 🤔 ) that would leave me at an odds.
I could leave my
smiles 😁 can travel many miles, so start a few today. 😁😉😁
Or
I send the sunshine along with smiles
Or
Live, laugh, love, but do it now today.This Present, tomorrow is just a promise, yesterday has left.
But I decided to go with my title white background 3 question marks in black and a huge QR code linking to my webpage and hopefully my future
The ? ? ?
Would I hope have people intrigued enough to ask questions and want to know more
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
Hello my friend,
I do hope you are well?
Now I admit to thinking occasionally about the past because, yes deep intake of breath, I portion blame on myself for allowing a man to act in such a manner toward me, that domestic violence took my mobility away.
Everyone thinks I am bitter towards him. I’m not I am angry at myself for not having the courage to walk away. That is why I look back sometimes at the person I lost Me.
Do I look forward to the future more more?
Not really, I am, if I’m honest a little scared what the future may or may not hold. How much has the past impacted my future it worries me, so I leave the future where it is in the future.
I think I am happiest here, now, focusing on what I have and can do.
Because the past is gone, I
The future is just a dream
What we have is the present, which in all honesty is a true gift 🎁
So I am wasting no more time on regrets or future dreams, I am living for the present
Happy New Year, this is day one of 2025 and the first year I have decided not to make any resolutions.
There are a few reasons for my decision, number one being they don’t last. I actually feel I have enough challenges ahead of me without putting anymore strain on myself.
I have a list as long as my arm some personal, some things that have to be achieved. But nevertheless all are to me big challenges for someone in my position.
When I share parts of my life it’s never for sympathy or compassion, plus I am aware that there are people far worse off than I am. I guess it all depends on where you live in this world as to how you live your life, what your home is like, running water, shops or not.
I live in the UK, my life has been a whirlwind of destruction, from the age of 12-13 till now at 58. I can remember all the good things but sometimes it’s like looking through a mist to find them. Because of the Domestic Violence I have been through.
1. Now my challenges I face are after being moved and moved by police for safety, I have never allowed myself to settle and call a place home, now the children are grown and left to start there own families , it’s time for me to accept this town and place and make it my home. So now I find myself with a place that has some heart in it but nothing is as it should be. My house is a disaster zone not a home. I have this huge challenge to turn this place into the home I want to live in and be happy with on a budget of £5 and two buttons
2. Second challenge. Due to disability I’m limited to what I can move/lift even knowing if I can stay awake longer than an hour so that’s a challenge in itself. I have to find a way of not battling this but working with it , not blaming my ex but taking back control and pacing myself so that if today is a wipe-out ok no worries here’s hoping tomorrow is better. Make no plans and go with whatever I can cope with. I have had a long time to try and manage this but the GP surgery has been less than helpful, until recently. Now with a fresh approach in my mind I’m changing this challenge from a mountain to climb to a hill to come down. As it feels like I have been stuck on a hilltop alone for so long,battling several things now I am coming down and finding myself own way that’s my challenge
3. My third challenge has been driving me mad for a long time because I have been approaching it wrong, I have been writing for as long as I can remember and I have reams of poems, two manuscripts and a couple of children’s books to put forward to look at publishing. Obviously I have to work on them, this is where I derail my own train, so I have been told. Well I am no longer in a train I am on a huge galleon ship floating on the clouds. No rails for me to come off , no water to drown in. Because the whole thing is magical there are no planes or any type of aircraft to disturb me. So my challenge here is to smoothly sail the now still clouds and finish the edits needed as my procrastination will be dealt with in challenge 2. Making this one a much smaller hill to climb I hope.
There are plenty of challenges in life, money, disability equipment i.e wheelchair, money (oh mentioned that already), mental health, ptsd, money 😁, and on it goes.
But that’s enough for today, tomorrow I start afresh, I do hope you are having a lovely day
Yes I’m back, I didn’t go far, you must have known I wouldn’t just leave without saying a final Bon voyage.
Anyway as I was strolling through this day, metaphorically that is, it struck me that New Years Eve has never held big plans for me. I may have been out a few times (counted on one hand) but that is it, it is not a special night for me, so here I am sat thinking about the year that is ending and all the years prior.
I have music playing I raise a silent glass to 2024’ a year that I am pleased to see end and realise that it’s music that makes me nostalgic. Music invokes memories from places , people, occasions, happy and sad.
So that explains why music plays so heavily on my mood with the happy and sad emotions even laughter.
Just between us because after all we are friends, another thing that pulls my heartstrings on the nostalgia scale is a scruffy grubby almost threadbare Rabbit, he has been my companion since I was born and he sits in my room away from grandchildren, He is an old bunny now at 58 (delicate) he makes me think of all the tears and secrets he holds from my life. I wouldn’t share this with just anyone, but we are friends now don’t you think.
My Sweet Bunny
So not to bore you any further, I shall bid you goodnight and I will be back. As if I could abandon you
Wishing you the healthiest and most peaceful New Year, may you receive what you are working hard for.
I must apologise for the title to this piece, you see when I was younger I really believed Santa Claus was real and that our political parties wanted what was best for our nation (I live in the UK 🇬🇧).
Then I got a little older and at 16 the Uk sent the Military to a political incident in the Falkland Islands,normally I would say it’s called war when missiles are fired and people die. This was under the Conservative Leadership of Margaret Thatcher.
I decided that I didn’t believe in Santa and I would be Labour if getting people killed was being a Conservative. Also unemployment was high and a lot more issues at the time.
Now go further down the line Labour, Tony Blair once one of the most popular of prime ministers this country has ever seen. But like many people before him and many more to come, ultimate power ultimately corrupts.
A quote from “the Spectator” “In crucial areas, he wanted change for change’s sake, with no thought to the long-term consequences”
It’s almost like he got up one morning and started galloping through English and European Law and decided to start the process of change to things that did not need changing.
Then there was Iraq- I will say no more on that subject only ;
There was no need
So I changed again I looked left and right and in the middle and decided, politicians are not from the same world, the ones in government that is. The ones that influence and run the country have no idea how us mere mortals survive a bleak winter, while they sit in cosy homes, not worried about counting every last penny, or can they afford some bread and milk before payday. worried about the heating bill.
So back to the beginning yes my political views have changed over time I now think Santa Claus has more chance of being real than the Bumbling Buffoons that call themselves politicians ever doing something for the people of this country unless it suits an agenda for themselves.
Oops don’t forget the latest one changes the law to suit himself and tries to stamp out freedom of speech.
From now on I vote Santa at least he gives and doesn’t take, take, take
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?
Dear friend,
The very thought of building my own space for reading and writing has been in my head for as long as I can remember.
I always wanted a dedicated room for my books, my own library. Wall to wall book shelves with a desk sitting sideways into the room so I can look out of the window.
Actually I have upgraded my plans since I first made them to include a second desk back to back, one for pc and one for writing ✍🏽.
The room will be white with a plain carpet and will have a couple of bucket seats to finish the room.
That is my ideal quiet place to study and read,
Since I was a child I have dreamt of this, oh I have amassed a sizeable amount of books for my library on most topics. I have my desks and pc plus I am writing more.
All I need is the room and at last slowly and painfully I am putting a room together, my dream will become my reality
This is when I say dreams do come true, I am 58 it’s been a long time, but wow, wow and I say again wow this will be my favourite, most loved room in all my house.
My own library/reading/writing space/room. My place of quiet thoughts
Firstly I send from me to you Seasons Greetings and may the New Year bring you Peace, Hope & Security, in whatever form that may take.
Seasons Greetings from My Home to Yours
Now the biggest influences in my life have been;
My wonderful step-dad
The twins at St Claire’s, and all of Enid Blytons books. She brought me through my childhood.
A wonderful lady who lived down a woodland track near Dads farm. She was the most amazing teacher of life, baking, gardening and nature.
Mitch Album, author of Five People you Meet in Heaven. That book changed my thinking .
Two people that were actually in my life and two authors, amazing when I stop to think of all the people that I have come in contact with in my 58 years and those are the only ones I can say have really influenced me.
I am lucky to have had My Dad he was the most amazing lovely kind man.
As for the lady in the wood she was a beautiful soul, who I could tell all my troubles to. As was the custom when I grew up, adults were always Mr & Mrs, this lady became known as Auntie Babs to me. I guess she adopted me into her life.
I looked at today’s writing prompt and my eyes lit up, how do I know? The room shone bright, just like the UK did the year I was born.
When people say oh they broke the mould with that one, well whatever magic was around the year I was born, has not returned to these shores since. I find it funny there have been times when I have been asked what year was I born and I just say I will give you a clue. Wow straight away, they have it, usually admittedly they are British.
Ok the year I was born will go down in history as the year England won the World Cup 🏆.
I don’t need to list songs or prime ministers or any of the other random newsworthy items because firstly;
Bucket of Smiles 