Today is a day of reflection for me. It’s a day where not everything makes sense but I know it will, eventually! Six months ago my boyfriend of three years broke up with me. When you have cared dearly for someone it is never easy but this post is not a woe is me feel sorry for Cayly post nor is it intended as a bash the ex post. I have struggled, overcome and learnt so much during the course of the last few months, that I am hoping that by being transparent and sharing my heart, it may encourage someone who is going through a break-up.
I am so blessed with an amazing family. I have always known this, but every so often, I am reminded just how truly blessed I really am!
Each one of our family members brings something unique to the tribe. We are far from perfect, but at the end of the day we love each other dearly and would give up our lives for one another in the blink of an eye.
“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style”
― Maya Angelou
a life motto
“I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.”
― Maya Angelou
Life is often perfectly summarised in lyrics. So often we will hear a song, and be like, ‘Hang on, did they write this song just for me?!’ Sometimes there are certain songs that get us really excited for something or help us through something. There are two special songs that I wanted to share with you, that have helped me through diffrent times.
This post formulated in my head this weekend after observing two separate things. It got me thinking…. A lot! Now this subject is ALWAYS touchy and for some reason when anyone mentions the word chivalry or feminism fur rises and people start to hiss, like animals….. So, everyone just calm down and hear my heart on this.
I have a heart for small things, things that some people might not notice at first or overlook. Oh no, I see gems and appreciate the small things! Like last week, a lady I study with (who is middle-aged and been through her fair share of curve balls) walked into our evening class with this particular air about her. I don’t even think she was aware of it but it was literally oozing out her pores and shining in her eyes- a sparkle I had never seen in her eyes before. Funny thing is she was not flaunting it- she was just being herself, but she even held her head higher and spoke with extra confidence! The reason for all of this??
Today I am more excited than your average person about a pair of running shoes. New running shoes with which I was blessed with to be precise! They are Fierce!! These are not only just any old running shoes… these running shoes symbolize and represent so much to me…