Do you remember you?

I've been writing my book this week. I am at the stage in my book when I am in hospital and find I am becoming a very good observer of the world.

After sitting in hospital for a couple of months I am totally up to date on news, current affairs, Hollywood gossip,and latest fashion trends.I'm even interested in the weather though it has no affect on my life other than the days my bless-ed family visits. If it is sunny I get to go outside in a wheelchair otherwise I have to remain indoors for another week.

One day I am so current I surprise my sister by ringing her at work to ask if she is alright.

'Why wouldn't I be?' she asked.

'Well,the building next door to you is on fire and on the news!'

So I am writing about this and notice I am not only observing through the media but I am starting to notice other's behaviour especially Frank's. I start admiring him for his ability to still practise self care.

Here is a man whose wife is in hospital, he has four children to care for, a business to run, a farm to manage and a job. Yet he is self loving enough to squeeze in a surf with mates, time for meditation, coffee with friends,and going to footy matches even if he has a couple of kids in tow. Frank believes (and still does) that he deserves this time and has quickly learnt how to ask others to help him to achieve all this.

Not saying that Frank didn't struggle at times. There were times when he and the kids were visiting I thought he looked ready to collapse. But even though he was the sole care giver (with lots of helpers) he managed to take time for himself.

This week I read a blog by a first time mum who says she refuses to loose herself to motherhood. Yes, easily said by a first time mum. Add a couple more kids, a job and a house and she may find bits of herself slipping away. But I think she will do it as she acknowledges we women allow ourselves disappear. She is aware.

So in my writing this week I am reminded to take time for me, to ask for help and do all that I love.

To simply remember me.


Cathryn