Friday, January 14, 2011

Faith

New Years is a fun time. It is a time to start dreaming and setting goals. I always find myself conjuring up ideas and plans for the coming year. Here's what I've been thinking about.

Firstly running. Since my Bridge Run in September I've not been running as my back was protesting and basically making my life a misery. So I stopped running. Took up walking and then ended up doing nothing. Guess what? My back was still making my life a misery! So I'm back running :)Now to complete the City to Surf again with the aim of keeping up with my Bless-ed No.1 son. If you're going to do it then do it properly I say!

Also finish my book. Yes, I know you were thinking that, well, me too! Yes, it will be a priority. I will say nothing further about my book.

Then I have another slightly crazy idea bouncing around my mind. I'm wondering if I can do it. Will it be a success? Working on the idea and concept. Piecing things together and coming up with a plan. Sorry I'm not ready to share my idea yet.

But I will share this. When you need guidance, when you're looking inside and the doubt is creeping up and taking over the idea and ruining your plans. You can find the answer. This is the direct message I received via a pack of Self Care cards the other day-

'Have faith. Faith grows when you act without knowing the end result'

Hmmm, I may just have to take the leap and follow my slightly crazy idea after all!

Oh yeah,and finish my book.
I'll keep you posted :P


Cathryn

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Bless-ed Chloe

Three years later and my New Year has started once again not how I imagined. Am I not learning the lesson?

My beautiful beautiful little dog Chloe left us last night. She was accidentally ran over by a friend shortly before midnight. The horror and pain was instant. The dog I'd bought for my children. The dog I bought on my own and walked through the door and gave them was suddenly unexpectedly gone.

My heart aches. My children cry.

I haven't cried. I have sobbed. Gut wrenching sorrow filled sobs. I am numb. My darling Chloe is gone.

Her husband (the Bless-eds married them last New Years day) Laska sits at the door. He is confused and lost. I look at him and the numb ache remains.

Chloe is in my book. The image I clung to of my homecoming with baby in arms always involved her. Always she would be at the gate on the bright sunny day tail wagging looking up at me and the new baby saying 'Hey you! Where you been? Do you have a new play mate for me?'

My homecoming was not a bright sunny day but a cold dark evening,and yes Chloe was there. At the gate wagging her tail looking up at me.

Everyone loved her.

We are grieving for her.
The tears will flow and then one day stop.
We will always miss her.

Bless-ed Chloe will be forever in our hearts.

Happy New Year,

Cathryn