This is beautiful.
This is beautiful.
I wrote in my earlier post today that “The joys of becoming a Mum must, for most women, be the absolute pinnacle of their life. Something we men cannot even begin to imagine.”
An even harder thing to imagine is the absolute pain and anguish of not being able to have children when your mind and body is telling you that you need to have a baby, you must have a baby, you desperately want to be a Mum.
I cannot even begin to understand how awful that must be and how helpless those ladies must feel.
Then, of course, there are those who choose not to have children, for whatever reason. My daughter is amongst these as she is severely epileptic, and has other health issues. She took the decision, very early on, not to have children.
I wrote the following a few days ago, having met an old friend, a lovely lady who I know would have dearly loved to have had children but, sadly, never did.
She would have been the perfect mum, but that was not to be.
She dreamed of babes, and sleepless nights, that she would never see.
She kept alive her forlorn hope for twenty years and more,
but deep down in her heart she knew, she really knew the score!
She always was the perfect aunt to many girls and boys.
She lavished them with love and hugs and far too many toys,
but deep down in her heart she knew, it sometimes made her glum.
She really knew that she was meant to be the perfect Mum.
A perfect description of why photography is so important to us. Not a selfie in sight, just a beautiful cross section of John’s life, and reason for being!
A lovely story that is international, although, in this instance, comes from Iran.
Three old men knocked on a door.
A young woman opened the door.
The Three old men said: “We are hungry and tired, could you help us?”
She responded: “My husband and son are inside the house and we would be glad to help you.”
One of the old men said: “My name is WEALTH, that one is SUCCESS and the other one is LOVE. Only one of us can come in. Go and ask your husband which one of us should come to your house.”
She walked back inside and told the circumstances to her husband and son.
Her husband said: “Let the wealth in. We need that. We can do anything with wealth.”
She said: “Why not to let the success come in. We can have wealth if we’re successful.”
Their son said: “We should let the love in. A home is home when it is full of…
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If I owe everyone an apology, then I apologise most sincerely. I’m sure that I was, and am, part of the problem!
An issue very much in the news. Read all about it in Ray’s great post here.
Just when I got to a point in my life that I thought there was nothing left to shock me or leave me scratching my head, I wake up this morning and while perusing my morning reading list, I came across an article on LinkedIn entitled, Quarter Life Crisis, You Are Not Alone.
This falls under the “scratching my head” category.
The article is a compilation of several viewpoints about the stresses of being in your mid-twenties- early 30’s. Having three daughters that fit loosely in that range, I will choose my comments very, very carefully.
The page starts off with, “According to a LinkedIn research, 75% of 25-33 year olds have experienced a quarter-life crisis, often related to feeling as if they were at a crossroads in their career”
Crossroads of their career? It seems to this old man, still struggling to get his arms around his white…
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Possibly the best blog ever. Especially if you are a Dad with daughters. Do read, have a good laugh, and you may think, like me, “I wish I had this when my little girl was dating.”
Megan, Elissa & Kelliann, somewhere in Ashville, NC
I decided to re-post this from 2012. It was a hit back then and I am told that it hangs on refrigerators all around the world.
There are many new readers who have never seen it.
The photo? Well, that was from Elissa’s “Bachelorette Party” this weekend. They aren’t little girls any longer, but I’m still their Daddy.
Let’s pretend! Or not!
This explains so much about modern life!
A great story here from Nan’s Farm. Well worth a read – and a follow!
We’ve all done those trips down memory Lane haven’t we? My own trips often include the cast of ‘All Creatures Great and Small’. Sheep, pet lambs, goats, ponies, cats, dogs, chickens, rabbits, hamsters and a couple of parrots that all became part of our family.
Right now, it’s the beginning of August and as usual at this time of year, the lambs have been separated from the yews and have been moved a mile up the hill to fresh grazing. I enjoy watching the lambs grow and still feel a twinge of sadness when it’s time for them to move on, their mothers however, appear to get over it in less than twenty four hours!
When our children were young we all looked forward to springtime and the new lambs. It was a time when if we were lucky, we would have the opportunity to bottle feed the pet…
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