A bit of a strange, disjointed, post from me today…
It’s my one year Bloggy-versary. [Yay!!!]. One year ago today that I started I Will Bloom. And now one year, 235 posts, 3068 comments and endless joy and wonder later (I so much appreciate every single one of my readers, almost all of whom have become dear friends, even if we have never met), I’m joining in Blog-tember again….
…Because I loved it so much last year, I just can’t resist! [And, yes, I know you shouldn’t start a sentence with ‘Because’ but, well, it’s late and I’m tired. Because I’ve been up since 5am and it’s now 11.30pm [And, “Oops! I did it again!” (Yes, I did just sing that out loud like Britney!)].
So, here goes….Blog-tember 2015 Day One….Introduce yourself, however you like…
[As Five Minute Friday is one of the highlights of my week, I’m going to do it ‘FMF’ style…five minutes of free writing….]
I’m Helen. 41 (just). British (although currently stuck in foreign climes). I have two beautiful ‘littles’ (a boy aged 9 and a girl aged 5 (going on 25)). I’m a single mother, going through a hideous divorce. I’m a domestic abuse survivor (not victim, definitely survivor). I like to write. I like to read. I love to cook. And run (Yep, this does mean I can eat mounds of cake and not feel too bad about it!). I love Nature, love to walk in Nature. I meditate. I’ve recently seen for myself that God exists (thank you, Lord). I like my hammock. And X-Factor. And Brain Pickings. And I thank the Heavens, daily, for Spotify (and Earl Grey teabags). I’m a painting that’s not even half way finished. If I were an animal I’d definitely like to be an anteater. If I were a flower, I’d be a daffodil (all that colour in a still fairly desolate winterish landscape? I can identify with that!). I spend far too long on Pinterest, picking out clothes I can’t buy, probably couldn’t afford even if I could buy them and dreaming of times when I might be able to wear them (everyone does that, right?!). I’m an INFJ (if you open the psychology dictionary at INFJ, there’s a picture of me there). I’m learning to be gloriously me again in my own peculiar mixed-up slap-dash haphazard way. I would like to live forever but, as I can’t, I’ll settle for living each moment as if it were my last (oh yeah, did I forget to mention that I speak in cliches and quotes when I run out of original ways to say things I want to say?!)….I’m me. [Yep, I’m still re-learning to say that in an ‘unapologetic’ tone of voice].
[Can’t end the post without saying a Great Big Thank You to Bailey Jean for organising/hosting Blog-tember again….thank you! thank you! thank you!]