And she’s back.
I’ve had two weeks away from blogging. I always promised myself that when it added stress rather than alleviated it, I’d step back. So I did. I didn’t preset the time-span, I honestly didn’t know how much time I’d needed to recharge and just be a wife and mum when I got home from work. The half term break became being all about family rather than the chance to write. We had a long weekend in South Wales, breathed in the sea air and felt alive again.
It was a good thing to do. But boy did I miss it. I’m glad to be back.
My mini sabbatical reminded me that working Monday through to Friday I can’t feasibly blog as much as I’d like, despite my stubborn efforts. So instead of forcing a square peg into a round hole I need to accept this shape of my life at the moment, embrace the present and be bloody grateful.
I have so much to be grateful for. November couldn’t arrive at a more poignant time and I welcome it in like an old friend, declaring it to be a month of gratitude.
Next Sunday my little bears will line up with their Brownie pack as we remember those who paid the ultimate price for our country. I know I’ll snuggle them in bed a little bit longer that night, trying hard not to imagine what it was like to be a mother who has lost their child to battle.
Having only been married for 7 months, Mr C and I are still in that place of creating ‘new’ traditions for our reformed and beautifully messy family. And in the spirit of gratitude we will be celebrating Thanksgiving this year. I know any day can be Thanksgiving day. Heck, every day should be Thanksgiving day. But seeing as our friends across the pond have already allocated a date in the calendar, why invent the wheel? It’s a perfect time to look back on this year we’ve journeyed through, both hard times and happy times, and choose to be grateful for what we have. It does wonders for your perspective.
November also means getting into gear for jingle bells and mistletoe. I’ve come to the hard conclusion that as well as being really awful at multi tasking, I’m also pretty rubbish at being spontaneous. I have romantic notions of ‘seizing the day’ and ‘living for the moment’ but in reality if I don’t plan something in it doesn’t happen. So as well as being about looking back with gratitude November will also be about looking forward to Christmas. It will be about what we want to do and where we want to go in the festive season and making sure December doesn’t whizz by in a blurr before we have the chance to grab it by both hands.
What will you make of November?
Mrs C x
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