Loving too much?
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
It's been a while since I last posted an entry- life has been manically busy but good
My youngest daughter who beat cancer moved back from Ireland to be closer to us so I now have my two gorgeous daughters and 4 beautiful grandchildren less than an hour away. I'm a very happy mum/nanny!
My husband realised that the grass is not greener on the other side, I not so tactfully pointed out that the grass looked greener but he landed in a field of cow dung! He accepts this and he also accepts that the gate to my field is no longer open! We remain the best of friends despite what he did to me. He's a good man- just likes his cake and eat it
My mother had her mastectomy and has been given the all clear, a huge relief. I told her she had to fight the cancer as I was too young to be an orphan! She didn't want any surgery or medical intervention. She's hoping to move up with me this year (a challenge for us both!)
My working life is good and I started my own company last August- business is booming!
My eldest granddaughter, aged 10 going on 40, said to me on Saturday 'nanny you love too much' I asked her what she meant, she said that I love too many people and give out so much love that I don't save any for me. I explained to her that I don't think I love too much but I do love them immensely. I also explained to her that the family being happy is what makes me happy and that when they hug me and tell me they love me this is my 'reward' for loving them.
She's a bright child with amazing insight. She wants to follow the path but we want to wait until she is old enough to truly understand what that means, she does celebrate the sabbats with me which I wont stop her doing, she loves life and follows the 'harm none' rule.
My 11 year old Grandson has decided it's not 'cool' to hug his mum in public anymore but he hugged me and told me he loves me in front of his friends, I cried when I walked away.
My 2 little ones are aged 3 & 2 and are a constant joy but such a handful. They take a lot of looking after but every second I spend with them is so worth it.
As a family we never go to bed on an argument, never leave things unsaid and we always tell each other we love them, even the little ones. We know how precious life is so we make every second count.
I couldn't be happier in my life, I have everything I could ever want. I'm so very proud of my family, they have been through so much and are still all well balanced (almost normal!).
I haven't focused much on my exercise and eating healthily in recent months and put back some of the weight, this is the only part of my life I can't seem to truly get to grips with but it doesn't stop me trying, I lost a lot of weight, stayed the same for a couple of years then gained nearly a stone! I know it'll come off but will take time. What's more important is that I don't pass my weight gain stresses onto my family, I don't want the children having to worry about weight. They eat sensibly, they exercise and their mothers are the best they could wish for.
The point of my blog? Is it possible to love too much?