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I love quotes about happiness! Here are ten of my favourite! 1. “When I was five years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down “happy”. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.” – John Lennon 2. “Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.”  – Abraham Lincoln 3. “Nobody really cares

In September 2015, I was in hospital after a traumatic child-birth experience. I’d been in ICU for ten days and I was weak. A lovely nurse walked in, put a tube in my vein and pumped human blood into my arm. I felt a million times better. Getting blood was like being given a new lease on life. Suddenly I could sit up more easily, I could talk and concentrate and the world didn’t seem as blurry. I was given two pints of blood. Blood that had once pumped through

When I was pregnant with my son Oden, I was permanently on a mission to find my baby a beautiful mobile that he could stare up at and be carried away to happy places. Of course his dad had other ideas that included Star Wars characters hanging above my little baby. In the end, neither happened and at the last-minute we bought him a little colourful one with odd-shaped animals on it. He liked it but it wasn’t what I had planned in my head. So when my friend Jane

When Mandy Lee Miller from Pregnant in Cape Town and Tums 2 Tots invited me to a be a part of this campaign, I jumped at the opportunity. Any of my friends who have ever not buckled in their child in front of me will attest to me telling them off about the dangers of it. You hear a lot of excuses like “we were just going down the road” but the truth is, most car accidents happen within 2 kms of your home! Research shows that the most likely cause is that

 Every now and then it’s important to look in the mirror and ask yourself that big question. We all start out with an idea of where we want to end up “some day”, but how many of us take a step back from our adult lives and determine if we’re happy in the lives we have ended up in? More often than expected, the life you have is nothing like the one you imagined as a passionate teenager. We get sidetracked along the way. We end up going on tangents.

A few weeks ago, my doorbell rang. It was my uncle dropping off some things from my grandmother’s house. You see, my grandmother died in January. A few days after my 33rd birthday – while I was lying in hospital. This woman had been like my mother. For ten years of my life she took care of me, she brushed my hair, she dressed me, she made my lunch. She loved me like I was her child. When I turned 13, I packed my bags and moved in with my

Dearest beautiful boy Right now, you’re still figuring out the world. Things are strange to you and everything is new. You want to put everything in your mouth, you want to taste and touch and feel. Your hands are quick to grab and the thrill of everything excites you. I love watching you explore. I love watching you get excited or confused when the cat licks your hand with her rough tongue. I know it feels weird to you and I know you don’t understand everything. I know I try

  As a mom, working from home was at the top of my priority list. It was the number one deciding factor in leaving my full-time job. Of course I wanted to be more independent and live on my own terms but most importantly, I wanted to be at home to watch my son grow up. I wanted to be there for his first words, his first steps and even just to make sure he was eating lunch every day. A lot of women leave their jobs to stay home

These times we’re going through seem a little strange. Everyone and everything is chaos and in turmoil. Just when you think that you see the light at the end of the tunnel, something new happens and you’re thrown into a tailspin. You awake from the stupor, confused and lost. You don’t understand what just happened. Life my dear. Life just happened. Things have been tough around here, then they were worse and then they were better and then worse and better and worse… and I have brain freeze and I

The last few weeks have been really tough. My surgery went amazingly (Read about that here) well and a week after being sent home from the hospital I went for a check up and my surgeon happily reported that everything was perfect and it’s all over. I smiled all the right smiles but in my heart, I knew that if something seemed too good to be true, well then, it probably is. Sadly I was right. From right after surgery, I’d had a sharp pain just to the right of

On Sunday, June the 12th, A shooting which occurred at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando, Florida, USA left 49 people dead. 53 people were wounded. This is being labelled the worst mass shooting in US history. Social media has been filled with stories and versions of the events. This includes rumours of the shooter being “a closet gay.” One of the hardest things to read was the message sent by a victim hiding in the bathroom, to his mother. A short message telling her what was happening and that he

I started this blog two years ago when I decided I’d had enough of working for other people. I up and quit my job and found myself at home with lots of time to spare. My husband and I went on a road trip to celebrate being done with that part of my life and I informally blogged about the trip. When I got home, I decided this was it for me. I’ve always loved writing and it’s the one thing I’ve always relied on to get me through the

These last few days have been sad days for me. Yesterday without thinking I opened up a letter my gran had written for my wedding. It was a beautiful wish for happiness and it means so much to me because my gran died the year after I got married. At the end of the letter she said she was glad she had met Gerard and she knew that we’d have a long and happy marriage. I basically lost all control reading that. I sobbed and then I sobbed a little

My stoma was never meant to be permanent. It was something that needed to happen in order for me to live and hate it as I did, it saved my life. I got my little friend “Francis” during an emergency procedure that saved my life after my colon was ruptured giving birth. You see, it (my colon) had been fused to my uterus and tugging my baby out my belly had caused my uterus to rip away from my colon leaving a hole in it. A number of days later

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