Lots of Spills and Sunshine

Lots of Spills and Sunshine

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Pickled beans and coconut chocolate cookies

I baked cookies and brought milk he was touched and gave me homemade pickled beans.... Sometimes simple gestures can bring such calm.

My grandpa loved birds we would go to the grocery store and buy loads of bread and feed the birds a top his garage.

A crow pooped on me.

On my walk with livie a crow landed on a statue and we watched and giggled.

A story of a crow was told.

I have always loved birds sometimes life puts events and encounters in our path and it all connects like a puzzle at some point. I don't know why this particular case has hit home with me but it has. It's helped cement how blessed I am for what
I have.

Friday, April 19, 2013


The people I meet and try to help suffer in a way that no human should. Tonight I listened as a man shared just one horror that he went through as a child. Looking in his eyes was hard.. His pain was still present over 40 years later. He told me how he ran climbed a tree and bashed his head till it bled. It was all he could do to try and numb the pain he then ran to a playground and a crow landed on his finger. He kept the crow for a month it didn't leave his side till he went back to the playground and he flew away. In that moment not one person comforted him but that crow brought him hope. Where was a person someone to hold him? Someone to care? There really are times when people have no one ...

The reason he ran to that tree is a reason the death penalty should exist. It's the reason I get so angry with this world.

All I have ever wanted is for my kids to know that no matter the trauma they endured I love then and am trying to do everything to help. I see him... older and still believing that no one cares. It breaks my heart.

It's easy to get lost in our lives of busy and stress and forget that there truly are people suffering to a degree that is unimaginable. I don't ever want to be a person that is too busy to care, too busy to look outside of myself and not help. The next time you see someone pushing a shopping cart with bottles or getting short with their children, a person wearing not as much clothing as you would, a person who won't smile or anyone other than yourself ... They are human and we all hurt and bleed blood.

It's not enough to say but there's so much good too. There isn't. There's enough awful to keep me and thousands of other people employed for life.

I guess tonight just hit me, he touched my heart....

Tuesday, April 9, 2013


Happiness now to me is not what I think I should be doing based on what others tell me what will make me happy. I'm learning each day what actually makes me happy. I now know that the daily task of being a mum, dad, career woman, stay at home mum on my days off etc.. Makes me happy, sad angry elated giggle snort kick the door and collapse at night. So in a nut shell happy :)

And bows they make me very happy