Well I have to admit I am glad it’s Monday. I am glad to see a new week and draw a line under last week. If you’ve read my round-up of last week you’ll know it wasn’t a particularly easy one for me. But I am welcoming this new week with welcome arms; fresh week, fresh Fi! I’m under strict instructions to get plenty of rest and I have some of my wonderful friends coming to see me to keep me and Josh company which will be nice. And who knows what else this week may hold…. a MAD Blog award maybe?! I know, I know, it’s a long shot and I’ll be resting as instructed so sadly won’t be at the awards, but you never know.
In fact you know what I’ll make a deal with myself now; if I win I’ll treat myself to a new camera! There… hopefully that won’t jinx it!
Anyway in keeping with my Monday Motivation I love this quote. And this week I really am speaking to myself. It’s been a rough few days but now is the time to draw a line under it, gather strength and move forward
What I am telling myself (and you, if it helps) is that life is beautiful. Yes it can be shit sometimes, it can be a complete dick. But the challenges and testing times it throws your way are all part of the journey. And I’m grateful for the journey. Life isn’t perfect – we can all vouch for that. But it is beautiful and somehow I have to try and take positives from negative situations. One thing that I’ve found positive from this absolute shit fit of a situation is that I’ve had an overwhelming amount of kindness and support. It’s funny in our little blogging community you have people who you have never met, but that you speak to every day and whole heartedly count as friends. I am so lucky to have such wonderful friends both inside and outside of the blogging world and the support I’ve had has really helped me more than people will ever realise this week.
Life can be messy. But sometimes messiness can almost be a comfort; look at it this way – sometimes you go to peoples houses that are immaculate; not an item out of place, and you feel almost on edge for fear of missing the coaster when you put a drink down. Other peoples houses are messy – I’m not talking shit tip (that’s just lazy) but that cosy, lived in, familiar family chaos messy – and it’s almost a relief! You can relax, you can make yourself a cuppa in your friends kitchen whilst they make lunch, the messiness is a comfort. And that’s how I look at life. Yeah it’s messy, but you can tidy it. You can make it your own.
You can find comfort.
I find it in you guys.