I wonder some times what my kids, friends, family will remember about me when I'm gone (and I'm talking after I've been booted out of the rest home I've booked into with my friend Sarah for my final resting place at 120 years of age.....)
Will it be how clean my house was? Very unlikely. Will it be the all the hours that I worked? Will it be my wardrobe? How often my hair was cut? What about the car I drive? What I made for tea or the presents I gave?
I hope that they will remember the silly stuff. The wet you knickers laughing over the funny things. The 'Ruh roh' moments in life where you laugh or you'll cry. The memories taken on a camera, transferred into scrapbooks. The memories that can't be taken away - learning how to read, draw, dance, bake, laugh at yourself, and be all that you can be.
I'm not entirely sure what got me thinking about this but I guess I was reflecting on who I am as a person. And how the things I do whether it is for my kids, a friend, my family or the farmer have no hidden agenda.
There is a lot of 'social climbing' in the world. And to be fair it's something I've never brought in to. I've often talked about I'm just me, take it or leave it, but what does that translate to when your gone?
Certainly it's unlikely to be high status, riches or a nation wide funeral!
And that's okay.
You reap what you sow. And with all the important relationships in life it's very true.
It seemed to dawn on me most recently when I realised that even if the kids got a telling off at bed, they still love me the next day. That the things I do with/for them are bigger than that. And they are at an age when they perhaps understand. I know that will change over their teens but it's a storm we can weather!
I am super grateful for all I have, all I do, and all I will do in my life.
I am super grateful for all the people who help me with that.
I hope that the legacy I leave will show that, with a heap of memories, in flurry of laughter and of course a couple of wines.
But you'll have to wait an awfully long time to see if I'm right!
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
Thank you friends!
Gosh what a week!
It's been up, down and all over the place!
Miss Five started school - all going swimmingly apart from the fact I miss having her about.
Master Eight has had to deal with stink arse friends - but is doing well.
The Fundraising effort we have been working on has been great, horrid and then awesome.
My house seems like a tip - beginning to be like this alot.
Life is back into a routine - and I'm now missing the holidays..........
I think the only thing holding me together this week is my friends.
You have the friends that email with an outstanding quote that hits the nail on the head in my search for "what I want to be when I grow up"
Then there is the friend that returns an email I sent late and night and tells me that I should be going to bed earlier or I'll get sick. Bless.
The friend that sends Miss 5 a text to wish her a great day at school - which she loved!
The friend that will quite literally take a stink job off my hands and think about canning a holiday to help the cause (not going to happen girlfriend!)
The 'think about things' a different way and offer some outstanding solutions while offering to help with whatever she can, because she can - friend.
The friends that make you laugh, even at yourself. But mostly along with you.
And of course the Farmer.
The Farmer who helps by putting up signs and picking up the slack. Tolerating my absent mindedness. The extra glass of vino required on that really sucky day, especially as he's not drinking.
There is alot to be said for the love that friends give, in whatever way, on whatever day for whatever cause. And I am blessed with many.
Thank you friends. You know who you are. You know that I love you. And you WILL remind me to shut my mouth when I have any more really good ideas.
It's been up, down and all over the place!
Miss Five started school - all going swimmingly apart from the fact I miss having her about.
Master Eight has had to deal with stink arse friends - but is doing well.
The Fundraising effort we have been working on has been great, horrid and then awesome.
My house seems like a tip - beginning to be like this alot.
Life is back into a routine - and I'm now missing the holidays..........
I think the only thing holding me together this week is my friends.
You have the friends that email with an outstanding quote that hits the nail on the head in my search for "what I want to be when I grow up"
Then there is the friend that returns an email I sent late and night and tells me that I should be going to bed earlier or I'll get sick. Bless.
The friend that sends Miss 5 a text to wish her a great day at school - which she loved!
The friend that will quite literally take a stink job off my hands and think about canning a holiday to help the cause (not going to happen girlfriend!)
The 'think about things' a different way and offer some outstanding solutions while offering to help with whatever she can, because she can - friend.
The friends that make you laugh, even at yourself. But mostly along with you.
And of course the Farmer.
The Farmer who helps by putting up signs and picking up the slack. Tolerating my absent mindedness. The extra glass of vino required on that really sucky day, especially as he's not drinking.
There is alot to be said for the love that friends give, in whatever way, on whatever day for whatever cause. And I am blessed with many.
Thank you friends. You know who you are. You know that I love you. And you WILL remind me to shut my mouth when I have any more really good ideas.
x x Jane x x
Friday, February 1, 2013
The Photography curse
It's a known fact that I like taking photos. In fact the kids often ask me to leave my camera at home. But who wants to miss that 'special' moment!?! You never know what you'll snap.....
Well it happened. I went out for a bike ride, with the Farmer and Master Eight, and the Photography curse struck.
Beautiful images everywhere. The light was great. There was a sort of haze across the ranges which was stunning. A family of Pukeho's. A number of low flying Hawks. Even corn fields looked exceptional. And the camera was at home.
Sigh.
Better luck next time huh?
Well it happened. I went out for a bike ride, with the Farmer and Master Eight, and the Photography curse struck.
Beautiful images everywhere. The light was great. There was a sort of haze across the ranges which was stunning. A family of Pukeho's. A number of low flying Hawks. Even corn fields looked exceptional. And the camera was at home.
Sigh.
Better luck next time huh?
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