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Inspired by this, I wanted to make my own list of things to be grateful for. So, here are my first 3 – perhaps pretty obvious ones, but it doesn’t hurt to put them down on paper:
1. My marriage. 15 years ago I was lucky enough to meet my soulmate and we’ve shared paths ever since. It hasn’t always been easy, but it sure has been the ride of my life.
2. My 4 wonderful children. They’re all healthy, happy (at least most of the time) and clever enough to make it in this world and I love them to bits.
3. Being able to do work that I love, with inspiring and positive people. Caring and sharing everday, and making the best of our time together. And the best part being: I can say this of almost every job I’ve ever had.
There. Not bad, eh? I’ll be sharing mine every week. What’s your list like?
I wish I could say someone was paying me for this, but alas, nobody at Converse has yet discovered the enormous market potential hidden in my love of their products. But there it is: I’m a sucker for sneakers, always have been.
So substantial is my love for this type of shoewear that if I had unlimited resources, I might very well be the Imelda Marcos of Sneakerland. Thankfully, common sense got to me at some point, which means that I can freely admit to owning only the very respectable amount of 2 pairs. White ones of course, an absolute must-have. And now, since winter is fast approaching, I decided to invest in a pair of blacks too :-). Oh, bliss.
We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It’s one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it’s another to think that yours is the only path.
~ Paulo Coelho
This quote and other equally brilliant ones can be found in this Elephant Journal article by Robert Piper. Excellent stuff. Try implementing at least one of these changes and you’ll slowly see your life transform to the better.
First week back at old job now officially over. And how did it go? Well, fast, for one thing. Had really forgotten how quickly a week can swoosh by when you’re all caught up in the job. Of course I’ve been working hard this past year too, but the work pace of a one-woman enterprise is a tad different from that of a multinational company with over 4000 employees.
It really is fun to be part of a large network again and being an extrovert I enjoy the interacting (the more people the better!). I’m starting to realize that cooping up alone in the home office perhaps wasn’t my thing after all. Although it remains to be seen what my new colleagues will feel about this after a while. They might be sending me back there before I know it, just to get some peace and quiet again…!
Since I’ll soon be returning to office life, a sudden thought dawned on me: I will actually have to dress up to go to work. Worldwise, I know this is not a major revelation, but for someone who’s happily been slouching about in yoga pants for the past year and half, it is kind of big news. And a bit of a problem, since there’s not much else but comfy yoga clothes filling my wardrobe right now. But, with the tiny bit of fashion sense I have left, I suspect wearing tights and trainers to the office is decidedly un-cool. And therefore, alas, I will have to go shopping. Which will indeed be a new sensation, because since I haven’t really needed anything specific to wear for a long time, I haven’t spent too much time browsing shops either. I wonder where I should even start?
Admittedly this particular problem pleases me, since in my past life I actually used to care about what I wore and it was quite fun trying to hang on to fashion’s whims and trends. Not that I’ve ever been a fashionista – always been a tad too comfort-seeking for that, a.k.a you won’t find me teetering around in six-inch heels, for instance. But tomorrow I will head out to find the new Business-me. Hopefully there’s a still fairly comfy version of that to be found, since I don’t like the thought of spending work days in ill-fitting clothes. Being stylish should not mean being uncomfortable. Let’s see what will unfold :-).