The saying goes – When life gives you lemons you . . . – fill that in at your leisure but whilst I am making ‘lemonade’ (not in the Beyonce sense of the word!) I was also surrounding by one of the most beautiful collections of Cacti and Succulents that I have come across in a very long time. Even though myself and the bestie had other designs on our day life steered us in the direction of the beautiful Petersham Nurseries. As we stepped across the threshold I whispered to myself ‘we are not in Kansas anymore Toto!’. From head to toe with length and depth it was beautiful both visually and sensually and I was excited to see what the rest had to offer.
Before my virgin voyage to the promised land I had heard such great things about the food, the atmosphere and yes I’ll say it again the FOOD! So you can probably understand my disappointment when I get told that I can only have a cuppa and some cake (a choice of three!). By this point HANGRY was most probably the biggest understatement but in my current state of euphoria for such a picturesque setting I wanted to try and stay positive. Unfortunately coupled with some issues from earlier in the day and my HANGRY moment things took a bit of a nose dive.
With that in mind I will definitely be going back on a day that they are actually fully open for business as it would be wrong of me to judge when things are not running at full steam ahead. Mark my words Petersham Nurseries I will be back to see you in all of your glory and I have no doubt that it will be absolutely SPECTACULAR. And before I leave I will check your lovely website to double check that I am coming on a day when food is available!
Have you eaten at Petersham Nurseries?
If so what did you think and what should I have when I go back?!
There are days when you feel like you are sinking into a never ending abyss those are the days that you need to drag yourself out of that proverbial hole more than ever. Lately, despite having my family, close friends and colleagues around me I have never felt so alone. Personally I have never been the sort of person to dwell in the past and much prefer to get up and go rather than mope but that seems to have worked more to my detriment than credit. To add insult to injury one of the closest people in my life suffers from depression and I just don’t know what to do half of the time. Whatever I say or do is either not enough or too much and the happy medium seems like the holy grail. As I said within myself my go to trait is to sort out a problem and there are three things that over the years have helped me on my way to sorting out most of my problems. I hope they can help you too.
Is it so wrong to be just happy?
When I say ‘Me Time’ you are probably thinking that I have gone slightly mad but just keep on reading and you will realise that I have not! When you are alone you have the opportunity to do things your way without the consideration of anyone else, this is something that to some may be considered as terribly selfish but as an only child for years I have had to find ways to just be me without outside input so I am now able to thrive in this particular sense. When I am having a moment like this I like to run a hot bath, listen to my current audio book and light my favourite candle. The face masks are next to come out and I partake in the ritual of self cleansing from top to bottom – guys it is the best thing ever. When I have finished cleansing I move on to getting my thoughts down onto paper.
Whether I am writing a journal entry or a thank you note there is something personal about each part because it has come straight from me. When I am in deep thought I love to write as the words just flow freely and when I am done they stop naturally – I guess it is a bit like having a silent rant. The choice is yours after you have finished writing, you can either send it on to the person it was intended, keep it or even destroy it but in that moment it is YOUR CHOICE. For the past 63 days I have written in my journal every day as I haven’t really been feeling myself and in an effort to find out what the heck is my problem the writing has really helped. Of course I am still angry and hurting but it is much more bearable when I write it all down. When I am done putting pen to paper I get my trainers on and head out for a walk to let go of all the negative thoughts that have been surrounding me.
In an effort to breath and reboot whilst I am out I zone out whilst listening to my audiobook and just walk without a destination. There have been times where I have walked about 3 miles before I realise that I need to turn back and head home and there are times where I get to the corner shop and just want and need to get back home as quickly as possible. Either way I am out, breathing deeply and letting go. If you haven’t tried it then it is truly one of the easiest and most effectively ways of catching your breath and gathering or releasing your thoughts.
*The three suggestions given above should not be considered as medical advice and if you or a loved one is suffering from depression, anxiety or any other mental illness please do seek help. Check out The Mental Health Foundation website as there are plenty of resources available.
There will always be room for Lovers & Friends
On a daily basis how many people do you come into contact with? Whether it be face to face or online? I’m guessing that on average if we all really put ourselves out there we could reach a significantly large group of people. In that group of people how many would you consider friends? If that is too much to think about then at least contemplate out of the forever growing number of contacts how many could you call an acquaintance?
There is a significant difference between a friend and an acquaintance and I believe that even within that downsized circle there is an even larger divide between a friend and a best friend. When I say best friend I am not talking in the typically high school kind of way where you are best friends this week and next arch enemies. The type of ‘bestie’ that I am talking about is the one who has been there for you from way back when to a point that both of you and only the two of you can name the day. Do you have one person that despite all of the petty childhood arguments and teen angst that you can truly call a friend? A sister?
My late father once told me something that a very wise friend of his told him ‘You can count your true friends on one hand but your family don’t need counting as they are in your heart forever’. During the immediate period after losing my dear daddy it was crystal clear who my real friends and family are. Those that have been by my side know who they are and it was in my time of immediate need. In a time where my world crumbled into the smallest pieces each one of them were there putting me back together again. Please don’t be mistaken that I am fully recovered as that really is a long way off but with their help I will get there and the same is reciprocated to them.
I digress. . .
My blood sister is non-existent as I am an only child but the sister in my heart is Catherine from Vintage Frills.
Over the years we have had some rough times both individually and together but we are still unbreakable and every day I thank god that she is in my life. Between the two of us we have seen off many adversaries (the men in our lives and those female ‘friends’!) but our tough exterior doesn’t falter. We have moaned about each other TO each other but life never seems to get in the way if one needs the other. Luckily between the two of us we have two blokes who seem to have just accepted that we will be there no matter what – thankfully! I am lucky enough to have two beautiful strong willed god children and look forward to making life even better in the future. She has been my rock when I most need her and I love her for that and much more.
Life goes on and so does our friendship.
Who is your rock, bestie, sister? I’d love to know.