After a week away from home, my youngest son asked when I was returning home because he missed me and that footy starts July 25 2020. “I don’t know” I responded. Whenever I used to receive such a response from the boys, knowing that I knew that they knew, I used to say, “well ifContinue reading “It’s always the simple things we miss … a home cooked meal, walking out the front door to go somewhere, basking in the sunlight, the wind on our skin, sand or dirt under our feet, swimming in water, being able to stand next to somebody without fear”
I’ve spent so many years running on a ţreadmill that went nowhere … working hard with work that I made hard, which inevitably was hardly working. Confused? I was once too 😅
Now I see a bridge as a strong helping hand. Now I see that I am a bridge. I am a strong helping hand!