for the love of cats!

midlife blog ~ cresting the hill

I have a confession to make..........I am a cat person..........I'm not sure how this actually came about because once upon a time I didn't know I was a cat person - if asked, I would have claimed to be a dog lover. I spent the first half of my life completely unaware of the appeal of cats. I grew up in a 1970's home with the prerequisite dog and a budgie (all Australian kids have a budgie at some stage) and it was the same with all my friends - no-one had cats or kittens.

Then, a couple of years after we were married a random kitten turned up at our door and we were hooked. Kittens would have to be one of the cutest elements of God's creation (I am so smitten with them that I have not one.......but THREE Pinterest boards dedicated to them!) It turned out that the "homeless" kitten we adopted for three weeks belonged to our next door neighbours - we never thought to check something so obvious. It went home to their place and before we knew it, we had a kitten of our own to replace him/her. From there it has snowballed to never being without a cat.....

mirror sunglasses and other midlife no - no's

midlife blog ~ cresting the hill

Lately I've had a bit of a "thing" for mirrored sunglasses. They look fabulous on the girls I see on Pinterest - all tanned and windswept and tropical. It's summer here and I had this picture in my head of how cool and fabulous I'd look in a pair of reflective sunnies. I thought the aviator style might be pushing it a bit too far, but a nice plastic framed pair wouldn't be that far removed from my current pair of sunglasses.

So, imagine my delight when I noticed a new rack of sunglasses outside the little gift store in my local shopping centre.  I tried some on and they were so darkly tinted that I couldn't really see myself in the tiny mirror they have attached to the stand for viewing. I was pretty sure they looked good but I thought I'd just double check by asking the lady who owned the store if she thought I could pull off the look.

aaaahhhh - taking off that bra!

Few things in life feel better than taking your bra off at the end of a long day

I am positive (without even needing to Google it) that a man invented the bra. Bras would have to be the most uncomfortable clothing item I have ever come across. Come to think of it, some of the suck-em-in spandex pants are coming a pretty close second!

those true friendships

Some people make your laugh a little louder, your smile a little brighter and your life a little better.

I am so grateful that I have slowly gained a few friends over the years who make my life a little better and brighter. I'm not the most social person in the world anymore - as time goes by I seem to find large groups (especially large groups of women) a little intimidating. I feel bombarded in all directions from too much noise and too many half finished conversations.

What brings real joy in my life is those friendships that have come into their own and grown stronger over the last few years. I have a friend I see every week, one I see every month, another every few months and still more that I catch up with when we can both manage it. They are all different women who impact on my life in different ways, but they all make me feel better for having spent time with them.

holding on and letting go

“Life is a balance of holding on and letting go” Rumi

One of the hardest lessons I've been learning through this stage of my life is what to hold on to and what to let go. When I was younger I could hold on to my children and influence their decisions and their lives. Now they are out in the big wide world and rarely need any input from me. It is hard to remember to pull back and not offer that unsolicited advice that I am so sure they need. To let them go and to not feel bereft as a mother - to trust the parenting we gave them and free them to be the people they were created to be.

I have friendships that I thought were indestructible that I have worked hard at holding on to for decades (that is a VERY long time!) only to realize that they are not really friendships at all anymore.

activate your core - what core?

when you've forgotten what your core is and how you're supposed to activate it!

As I was taking my morning walk I could hear a little voice in my head saying "activate your core". I looked down at my little squidgy pooch and immediately thought "what core?" because my core seems to have been lost somewhere along the way to middle age.

I started off as a slim teenager with no thought about diet or exercise - in fact I can't even remember either word entering my thoughts or hearing them spoken at all in the 1970's. We all just ate healthy (there was almost no take-away other than fish and chips) and we were reasonably active and just stayed trim without giving it a second thought.

Then along came children -

my word for 2015 ~ 'release'

my word for 2015 is release - learning to let go of what is not mine.

After giving it a bit of thought, I have decided that my word for 2015 will be 'release'. I thought about 'detach' but (as my good husband advised), 'release' has more positive connotations and it can be applied to most situations that I find myself getting overly embroiled in.

It has been a real learning curve for me to back away from other people's choices and not share my sage advice and wisdom where it is not asked for. It was particularly difficult when our daughter married a man with very different world views to ours. She and I had always been very close and I felt discarded and excluded, but I realized this was because she was moving on with her life and making big changes and finding someone else to share all this with. The hurt was quite palpable but I found the "not my circus, not my monkeys" quote and it gave me something to hang onto when they made choices that I may not have agreed with.

So, in honour of my new word, here are a few areas I can apply it to for starters: