I began my grateful journey years ago without realising.
I was recently separated, my gorgeous twins were still so small. we were living in the south of France, surrounded by my beautiful supportive and creative friends, doing things we loved best.
I was sssoooo grateful, i was scared the bubble might burst!
Seven years later, in Australia, it is still intact, sometimes fragile and a little bruised due to monumental life changes, all positive though quite challenging.
So i need to thank myself for allowing change and have faith in my choices.
I am a firm believer that all things happen for a reason, even if it takes a while to figure out.
So now, i'm feeling better already and hope to share glimpses of my grateful adventures, past, present and future!
I know i'm alive when a fine layer of sweat has/is/will cover my body for the next week, probably more.
We have arrived at Baradine in the middle of a heat wave, which seems to be as far reaching as Hobart!
Apart from the morning swimming lesson, indoors is the only place to be.
Artemis knows she's alive with her sun kissed face and with more swimming ahead...
Artemis and Armand have celebrated their first decade in Baradine.
Swimming, birthday lunch at Freckles, our local café, a lazy hot afternoon and cake and prezzies with the neighbours.
Lego, make-up & new games have made the evening special.
The adventures have hardly begun...
