Well I’m still uninspired. Nothing is sending me rushing to the keyboard to type up the latest thoughts chasing each other around my head. Perhaps I’m just brain dead. Anyway, it’s at times like this that I often look back at those posts that I began, but never finished. Luckily for all of you I guess. So my first reason to be cheerful is some of the wonderful words of wisdom that I never shared with the world. Like these:
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Do you remember those lovely long evenings when the kids were young and in bed and you could relax in front of the TV for a couple of hours? Yep me too, and when I moved back here I bought a new set in anticipation. It got used regularly for about twelve months. Then we hit the “terrible” tweens, which turned out to be rather odd in this family.
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I’ve been stuck in a black hole again for the past week, you really don’t want to know why. Today could be the turning point, as I’m starting to feel a bit more positive and hopefully it will continue. Perhaps finding some reasons to be cheerful will help. So here they are.
When you become a carer, everything changes. Not just your own life, but society’s expectations too. No matter what you were like before, you are immediately obliged to take on saintly qualities and become endlessly patient, loving, energetic, unselfish, undemanding and uncomplaining, with a beatific smile permanently plastered on your face. Don’t believe me? Look at the Carers of the Year Awards. Now obviously I have huge admiration for the winners, they really are saints, they manage the most challenging situations and care for the longest number of years. But what do these awards say to the rest of us?
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It’s been another week of writer’s block, which I swear set in the minute I was nominated for this year’s Irish Blog Awards. I assumed the problem would wear off once the awards had been announced, but nope, it still persists. Part of it is lack of time. All the extra hours – and more – that I should have gained by not working have been eaten up by the needs of my children. One day I hope to be doing proper writing again 🙂
But I will carry on doing my reasons to be cheerful anyway: because if I don’t support things like this that are important to me, they may not be there when I really need them. And please, PLEASE join in if you can, it really lifts your mood.
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