Black Cat Blue Sea Award

It’s been a while since I posted an awards acceptance, but I had to take part in this one, as it was a new one for me from my dear blog sis, Erika!

Have you happened upon her blog? If you haven’t, please do go and visit her, and follow, for some wonderful positivity filled posts, and pearls of wisdom, via her Daily quotes!

She’s a fantastic poet, and singer too, and full of romance!

You haven’t popped over yet? Seriously? Go now, and come back to my post!!!

Ok, I am going off the point here! Where was I?

Oh yes, the Award!

“This award is for bloggers who strive to write for everybody, and no matter how many viewers they get, make an impact on a reader. This award is an expression of gratitude to the nominee. It should be awarded to anybody that you choose deserves it and it doesn’t mean that they must have hundreds of followers and likes.” – Ella

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The rules….

  1. Anybody nominated can nominate eight other bloggers.
  2. The nominee answers three questions posed by the nominator.
  3. The questions you ask while nominating can be any three questions.
    If any of the questions asked are offensive or the nominee simply does not want to answer, the nominee does not have to answer them to earn the award.
    [And I would add: notify your nominees about their nominations at their blogs].

I am sorry, I am a bit rubbish at nominating others, but those of you that I follow, I follow for a reason, because you are amazing with your writing, and you should all consider yourselves nominated!

And the Questions that Erika asked…

What do you love most about yourself?

I find that very hard to answer… but I guess my positivity is one of the biggest plusses in my nature!
What do you love most about someone who challenged you the most? (No irony, I mean it!)

I love the fact that ‘he’ is still here, by my side, through a hell of a lot of ups and downs.
What do you love most about your current life?

I love so many things about life right now, My Hubby, my children, my family, my cat, my job, my blogily….

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And if you wish to take part, the 3 questions I will ask, which you can answer in the comments, are as follows…

  1. Which blog post of yours has been the most personally touching? The post you feel has hit a nerve with many?
  2. Have you ever done anything that you have regretted, but learned a huge lesson from?
  3. What is the number one thing on you life bucket list to do?

Thank you again Sis! 🙂

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #116 Home&Leaves

Lovely Ron’s Haiku prompt.

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Home & Leaves

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Fleeing wooden homes
Golden, russett leaves scatter
Autumn fall has come

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Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 84

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“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain.” – Anon

Have you ever done that?

Realised that a situation is not good, and you have sat back patiently, or impatiently, waiting for whatever is happening to finish, before getting on with whatever you needed to do?

Sometimes, it is a good idea, but a lot of the time, it becomes a good excuse, a delay tactic, which ultimately means you may miss some amazing opportunities as you sit back, waiting.

If I may, I will tell you a little story…

Many moons ago, around 13-14 years ago, Hubby Dearest and I were at that stage in our marriage where we were discussing starting a family.

Of course we both wanted children, but it was never the right time. My job, his job, money, space… excuses were easy to find.

But in the end, an episode of Friends made us realise we had to get on this horse and ride it, for however long the journey, as there was never going to be a ‘right time’. WE had to make that time right.  Monica and Chandler were having the same discussions as us regarding starting a family, and Chandler was hesitant because nothing was how he imagined it would be when he decided to become a dad.  But something, I can’t remember what, made him realise he had to take the bull by the horns, as it were, and start the process, no matter how unprepared he was.

I made Hubby Dearest watch this episode, after watching it myself, and it struck a chord with him too.

And it’s a good thing too.  If we hadn’t started trying then, goodness knows how long before we would have found out all my problems. It could have been too late, We may not have been able to be parents to the two nutcases we are now proud to call our kids!

It wasn’t an easy dance through that storm you know. Maybe it would have been easier to just sit it out… but then we would have been sat here, regretting not trying, and possibly still childless…

We did dance. 

We let that storm wash right over us, and we picked the right steps to waltz through a tough rhythm of rain beating down on us. It was hard, but we did it, and boy are we glad we did!

The saying ‘Every cloud has a silver lining’ is a shorter version of the above quote. Each storm we weather, makes us stronger, and able to cope with the next…

So, when things are beating you down, when you think things are just too tough, try.

Seriously, try and face it, work it to your advantage. Most situations can be turned around, if you have the courage to face them.

And on that note, I wish you a very positive, happy Sunday Peeps!

Indie Book Reviews: Part II

Thank you Diane for mentioning my book in such a positive light!
And don’t forget the other books on there!

D. Wallace Peach's avatarMyths of the Mirror

Once again, while I’m away, I’m catching up on posting the book reviews that I completed over the past few months. This is Part Two. Comments are open, but since I’m still off the internet grid, it will be a bit longer before I can reply. Please click through and check out a wonderful blogger’s site. Or, better yet, try out a book! Enjoy!

my-vibrating-vertebraeMy Vibrating Vertebrae: and other poems by Agnes Mae Graham 

A wonderful collection of poems by Agnes Mae Graham, saved and published by her children C. Graham and L. J. Baker as a tribute to her mother. I read this book over a weekend. Many of the poems are playfully clever, a clear sign of Ms. Graham’s robust sense of humor. She even titled one “Nonsense Rhyme.” Yet she also writes poignantly about her love of home and family, and the trials of life including a…

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#SoCS Sept. 24/16 – Bus

Linda’s prompt…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “bus.” Use it as it is, or find a word with the letters “bus” in it. Have fun!

It’s been aeons since I went on a bus.

When I was younger, my mum dropped my brother and I to school, from the age of three, all the way to 17.

I really wanted to ride the bus, and be ‘grown-up’, and I finally got a chance when I was around 16/17. I had an after school course to attend, and by then my mum had gone from being a SAHM (Stay At Home Mother) to managing my Pop’s dental practice. Granted, we lived above the practice, so it was no hardship to pop out and pick us up, but I fought for the chance to show my maturity!

It was a fun filled experience, with a little apprehension as my friends didn’t live in my direction, so I was going alone. The first few times I stayed downstairs, like a good girl, then I got the guts to try the top deck…

And what a day to decide to try being brave.

There were the ‘cool’ kids and trouble-makers from the local Comp school sat there, and I was sort of stuck in the corner. As the journey went, a man sitting a couple of seats ahead, unrolled what looked like a tool holder, to reveal a selection of rather sharp knives…

Eeeek!

Then I thought I would slowly get up and sit downstairs for the remainder of the journey.

Someone was coming up the stairs. A rather odd looking man.

A rather odd looking man.

Odd? I’m being kind! He was downright scary! Especially as he decided to pull a gun out of his pocket and point it at everyone!

Slowly, he waved the barrel around. There was silence. A couple of passengers risked it and slipped down the stairs.

My stop was the next but one, so I thought it would be better to leave the bus early and walk a bit more, to escape from the mad gunman.

I got downstairs and heard another passenger tell the driver there was a  man with a gun upstairs. The bus stopped at my alighting point and I hurried off, breathing a sigh of relief!

Until I turned around.

The mad gunman was right there, behind me, off the bus too!

Double EEEEEEEKKKKK!

Was this the end for me?

Silently the man caught my eye, turned and walked off in the opposite direction!

I ran home. And I never insisted I wanted to go on the bus myself again!

Obviously, since then, I have used the bus and public transport, but never with such drama!

And this was a true story!!!!

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