It’s not that easy

I write often when I feel the creative urge. Writing when I’m overwhelmed though is a discipline I lack. Since last posting, I have been overwhelming overwhelmed. Not all the time and by no means without relief, but just enough that any creative energy has been spent on just keeping it all together. It’s also…

Disconnect

There’s an unexpected disconnect living in our new home. We don’t have internet and the phone reception is very poor which has resulted in a sort of stepping away. It’s twenty minutes into town and quite a few locals think we live in the boondocks… without modern firms of communication it can feel that way….

Blessed beyond our dreams

It’s been a long, long time since I’ve had any sort of deep soul contentment. I’d forgotten what it felt like. I’d forgotten how damn good it feels – like the aftermath of passion but for longer and deeper. For the past two days since getting our property I’ve been feeling this and since meeting…

To dream again…

Where do the dreamers inside of us go and how do we get them back? It’s a question I’ve been asking of myself today upon realising that the second property I’d discounted was actually all I dreamed of not too many years ago. Like many others, I was challenged and impacted by the lifestyle change…

Fare Thee Well

Sitting on the deck this morning, in the midst of gum trees looking out over the valley and listening to the birds, it’s an amazing thing to have a very full and content heart after our “farewell party” last night. With it over, I’m surprised how normal this all feels and perhaps, how I feel…

Countdown

I realised this afternoon that it’s three weeks until we arrive in NZ. 21 days and so much to do. With my surgery 4 weeks ago this date has crept up on me and now I find myself slightly hyperventilating as I realise the implications of the time remaining. A farewell on Saturday. Preschool Graduations….

It all fit!!!

Do you know that feeling of standing at the airline baggage counter with a knot of tension in your belly thinking you’ll be over your allocated weight? If you do, imagine this compounded 20 fold while wondering if your goods will all fit inside your container. I had no idea that this is what the…

“the other place”

“I’ll take it to the other place tomorrow” said Mr Incredible commenting on his pre-prepared lunch. This is what our home has now become, “the other place”. So simple a transition and yet one so large that we’re not yet believing what we’re doing. Last night in house – check Move things to new home…

The thought of something good

In these full on days of juggling normality alongside utter abnormality it’s been helpful to have the thought of something good, other than our move, to dwell upon. With this in mind, meet Benedict – the latest addition to our family. Currently three weeks old (the photo is him at 6 days old) and living…

What’s in a name?

A life of few regrets? The name of this website was created after a discussion with my beloved one evening. The conversation went like this: Me: “I don’t want to have regrets. Life’s too short and precious.” Him: “You can’t. You’ll always have some regrets, but we should try to minimise them as much as…