For Those We’ve Lost.

She’s in the cool autumn breeze.  She is the world illuminating sun and the blue of the sky is the reflection of  her eyes. She’s in the life that bursts from the fields, allowing others to grow.

Their smiling faces come to say hello.  The word haunt feels inappropriate, because that’s not how it feels.  Their winds caress my body, saying “it’s okay to be sad, but don’t stay there Mrs.  It’s okay to be angry, but not forever.”

They say, “This life is to be live, so live it well for those who have left.”

And that’s where they all are, the souls and spirits of those we love. They’ve returned to nature.  Energy absorbed.  And somewhere, new life will be born with their wit, their joy, their zest for life.  And for those who came into contact with them will know they are truly blessed to spend time with these beautiful souls.

That’s not to say it doesn’t hurt that they’ve gone.  It doesn’t mean to say I’m okay with it.  It’s not to say that I don’t wish they were still here in human form.  But I mean to say I don’t believe they ever really leave us.  I will continue to find those we’ve lost in the hazy summer days, in the biting winds of winter and the flowers blooming in spring, they’ll always be there reminding me to live.  In the fullest sense of the word.


Five Expert Tips for Frivolity with The Finns

Recently I have had some lovey jubbly people to stay and been on several adventures with my own beloved family as well. However, these explorations have led to come up with a few tips for ever going anywhere with any member of my family. A few do’s and don’ts you could say.

 A few of my loves.

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Quite a Night.

Two words. Wild Camping.  An activity which fills my cup up, reminds me of my appreciation for quietness (a surprise to all) and that the best sleep is always had under canvas.  It’s been a while since I took my little green tent up a hill for an nighttime adventure. But due to good weather, a very special visitor and my mum having the day after off work we took the opportunity for a little getaway with gusto.

What a place.

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At the grand old age of 22 I have finally come to terms with the fact I am not actually fat.  I have believed that I am fat, and for a brief while obese, for as long as I can remember.  It probably has something to do with the fact that I come from an exercise obsessed family who are borderline addicted.  Actually, are addicted to whatever their chosen sport is.

Not fat, just loves bananas.


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New Year… A Few Weeks Late

Hay up, I’ve moved house… again! I am now living in what will be my house for the rest of my degree, which seems pretty crazy.  It might be a bit of an understatement to say I love it.  Although I’ve been here over a week and the boiler is still a mystery to me.  I think it always will be.  I’ve been pretty busy over the last month, what with the Christmas period, going away and working.  So, I’ll give you a little round up.

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Wales in December can be niiiiiice

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