Yesterday and my previous post about our mouldy bathroom versus our previous lovely bathroom obviously shouted out my gloom.
I wonder why it was that I felt so much better? Yesterday I scoured the local and beyond Op-Shops for treasures wearing my trackies. Many a treasure was found, but I felt lonely. Maybe I just like to talk to people. Maybe I have empty nest syndrome? Maybe I am just discovering what my role is now, while being a full-time Mum when all your children are at school. What does this really mean? (Thanks for that advice Mrs W).
Today I had a bit of hope, and a bit of make-up. I felt better. The excursion to the city was lovely. Miss G hopped around with two loyal friends all day (they did not leave her side). We even bumped into her teacher from last year as her old school was also on an excursion! It was lovely to get to know the other children my kidlets go to school with.
Today I let people know I am lonely, the honeymoon period of the move is over. Do you know what - I have finally realised that their is no point pretending that I have it all together. Today I voiced how I feel. It is okay to be real. For the first time in I don't know how long, I am pushing through my shyness and trying to connect with people. We all need to connect don't we? It is bringing me hope, which makes me feel worthy. Worthy of life.
The treasures I found yesterday were gorgeous - I even picked up a pair of 1950's woolen army pants. Next week I will allocate another full day to checking out a new unknown to me area of the thrifting world! Don't you just love all these red buttons!
So, I am loving and grateful for red buttons and finding some hope! How about you? Check out more Loving here too!
Much Love Rach xo