Random acts of kindness

It’s been such a lovely Christmas time, spending it with family here in Devon. Laughing, eating and enjoying the seaside. Yesterday Becky and I met an elderly gentleman who chatted to us in Sidmouth. It hadn’t been a particularly happy time for him as his wife had recently passed away and then his brother just before Christmas. We let him talk, watched him light up as he talked about his wife, poetry and his time leading scout troups in his earlier years. I gave this strange a kiss when we said good bye… I think our chance meeting brought us both a great deal of warmth on a chilly day. If you know of an elder who maybe lonely, please go and visit them or call them, let’s each of us make a difference, it’s a win win I assure you ❤️

It doesn’t have to end!

Being an empty nester doesn’t mean that’s the end of family trips or holidays, no way! I love having my girls on trips away. Earlier this year, Becky came with me on an epic USA 🇺🇸 adventure. This is us in Sedona. The times we have together are so precious, we let every moment count. Where would you like to visit with your grown and flown children?

Book ‘Dream Time’

Yes! A thousand times Yes! Dreaming is good for your soul. Dreaming is allowing yourself to break free from the expectations of others or following the herd and instead opening yourself up to discover what deeply resonates within you. Your wisdom is within. Give yourself time to dream, book ‘dream time’ ‘still time’ into you week ☺️ maybe it’s when you walk the dog, relax in a luxurious bath, meditate, journal, awake first thing, are on a road trip, doodle, or gaze into a fire… hey even when you do the washing up! Allow whatever ideas bubble up from within to be witnessed and honoured by you. Write them down as we all know that dreams can often fade. Take baby steps towards making your dreams come true! What are you dreaming of? How could you make things easier? More fun? What’s next?

Make time to play

When both my girls had grown and flown, I was living alone. I missed the crazy play we enjoyed, like floating trays of dinner in the bath. Late night drives during school/college holidays into London at what ‘should be bedtime’ for no good reason other than to picnic on Westminster Bridge in the car – so much fun. Putting on accents (I was terrible, btw). Anna my younger daughter picking me or Becky up and walking around with us playfully protesting and asking her to put us down. Hiding and jumping out on each other! We were pretty childish and we LOVED it! So when they had gone, it felt so quiet and I felt lost, disconnected from a part of myself and old. After selling up, putting my things into storage and travelling around the UK, I ensured that fun was high on my agenda, and the loneliness faded away. Now in my new chapter with Andrew, we both laugh and play everyday. Usually at ourselves. And it’s usually quite childish 😂 and I feel young again, it’s a special kind of lightness. ❤️ Are you getting enough ‘fun, laughter and playtime’ into your days?  What would you like to introduce into your day/week?