Monday 15 August 2011

Reason, Season or Lifetime


This is not something I have written but the person who did got it spot on I think.

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.  When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty; to provide you with guidance and support; to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.  They may seem like a godsend, and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.

Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time,this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.  Sometimes they die.  Sometimes they walk away.  Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.  What we must realise is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.  The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.  They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.  They may teach you something you have never done.  They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.  Believe it.   It is real.   But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.  Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.  It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

— Unknown


Sunday 14 August 2011

Thank you Dad.

Two years ago today my Dad passed away after a long battle with diabetes related illnesses.  I sat with him as he took his last breath on Friday 14th August at 10pm.  At the time of his death my first initial feeling was one of relief - relief that finally after two horrible years of immense pain and the last few months of being in a wheelchair without being able to fend for himself - he'd found peace.  That slowly changed into denial, anger, depression all the usual stages of grief, until I finally arrived at acceptance.  Which is where I am today - I have accepted that my Dad, who gave me so much in my 40 years of life and whilst not around for me to see and talk to, is still a guiding light in my life.

It saddens me that the youngsters involved in the riots only a week ago have no understanding of, or are ever likely to, of a family unit with a role model to look up to.  I could very easily have been one of those youngsters a generation ago.  When I was born I was put up for adoption by my birth parents (I do not know the reason) and placed immediately into foster care.  It just so happened that a couple in Felixstowe, who wanted to start a family, weren't able to have children of their own and in the absence of fertility treatments the only option was to adopt and that's exactly what they did.  I was adopted at six months old and then they went onto adopt a little boy two years later.  My adopted brother David is now estranged from the family but that's a whole another story for another time may be.  But let's just say that blood in his case was thicker than water.  From the moment his first child came into the world he finally had a genetic link to someone and perhaps felt he didn't need us anymore.  Anyway as I said that's another story another time and not one to dwell on here.

I wrote this poem a year ago and today it seems fitting to post it as part of my first ever blog posting.  I am currently embarking on a new and exciting chapter in my life and I know I wouldn't be where I am today without the grounding my Dad and indeed both my parents have given me.  





In memory of my Dad Anthony David Cole - 21/09/35 - 14/08/09
With love
xxx   



FOREVER THERE

Perhaps you thought I never saw,
Or that I never heard,
Life lessons that you spoke to me,
But I got every word.

You may have thought I'd missed it all,
That perhaps I didn't care,
But Dad, I picked up everything,
I was always there.

Without you, Dad, I couldn't be
The woman I am today;
You built a strong foundation
No one can take away.

I've grown up with your values,
Which I'm very glad you taught me;
So remembering you with love Dad,
From your forever grateful daughter.




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Kesgrave, Suffolk, United Kingdom
A young at heart fortysomething Performing Arts graduate with a passion for the arts, especially theatre. I own my own children's drama franchise Pyjama Drama where I love seeing a child's development through the power of drama. I love to perform and have been involved with community theatre for over 25 years. I went through a divorce in 2009 but have come out of it a stronger, but not bitter, person. No children sadly, it wasn't to be, however I have two lovely Godchildren (Joshua and Jack), three georgous second cousins Isla, Mia and Joel (who is also my Godson), a small but close family, fantastic friends and a life I'm happy to get up in the morning for. I try to embrace life even with all it's twists and turns and whilst they'll always be 'what ifs', I have no regrets, everything that has happened in my life has been for a reason and made me the person I am today. I wear my heart on my sleeve and what you see is what you get with me. My hope is that this very occasional blog will just be an extension of all of that.