**UPDATE x2: to comment on the new blog click on the post and then at the bottom the comment box will appear. It confused me too x)
*UPDATE: It would be very helpful if I gave the new blog address... www.thesimplelife.co.nz Gotta love it!)
Well friends, it's time. To close this chapter of my life. When I started the blog I was in the middle of a mighty battle. I was desperate and felt alone. Nearly five years on my life is changed beyond imagining. The barren woman has truly sung and I don't feel like I am the same person that I was when I started this blog.
So it's time to move on.
My new blog has a new focus. Simplicity. We are passionate about living simply- eating simpler with natural ingredients, doing with less and putting less stuff (chemicals and preservatives) into our bodies. My friend designed the blog and I love love love it.
It will be a little different, the kids will be called by their middle names, Luka and Grace and Dida will use his initials- MJ. Other than that business as usual!
My hope is that you will come with me. I am shamelessly doing a series of giveaways to entice you over.
I made Sweetpea (Rupi's birth mother) a little string of bunting for her birthday. I used a pattern from a granny square crochet book. I used a 4-ply cotton yarn and sewed a glittery button on each point. She loved it which made me very happy x
Bad news: my Dad has grade 4 glioblastoma multiforme brain cancer (evil aggressive fast growing cancer in an advanced stage) Good news: this cancer is highly researched due to it's devilish nature so there are more treatment options
Bad news: my Dad starts radiotherapy and chemotherapy later this month Good news: the clinic is in the top 5 clinics world-wide in treating this condition
Bad news: my Dad's cognitive abilities are affected Good news: he thinks he's fine
Bad news: he has a 50% chance of surviving 14 months Good news: he has utter belief that he will be one of the 50% who makes it
Bad news: I am an insomniac Good news: tequila sunrises and sleeping pills = good nights rest
Bad news: My Dad is grumpy and belligerent Good news: this is normal (!)
Bad news: my sisters and I are struggling Good news: my aunt arrives on Sunday from South Africa for 5 weeks followed by another aunt
Bad news: my Mom is also stage 4 terminal lung cancer Good news: she is responding well to the current chemotherapy
Bad news: this is all horrible Good news: we have a faithful God who has promised us an eternity with Him
Bad news: how the heck did this happen to us? Good news: I have amazing friends (this means you, thank you for being awesome x)
In the bleak winter of emotion we find ourselves in as a family, there have been some wonderful moments. Moments where I am reminded that I am loved and cherished. I have some amazing friends.
Darling Meg turning up with with a DVD for the kiddies and "love" blocks because she loves me and can't think of what else to do.
Sweet Liv, the secret blog lurker giving me a package on Sunday at church. With yarn! Soft amazing yarn. This was so thoughtful (I cried)
And beautiful Gail, struggling with her own battles yet seeing me in mine. Knowing my Starbucks-crush and giving the perfect time out gift.
These mean so much to me as the words that I hear the most are "Call me if you need anything." And without being unkind I can't do anything with those words. The reality is that by the time I have had a million conversations about my parents, each weighing me down as I am faced again with their mortality, looked after my family, organised things I did not think of organising for many years and tried to work, the last thing I have energy for is to contact someone with a request.
What I need and what anybody needs in the same boat, is someone to do something specific. Sometimes I am not sure quite what I need either and something is always better than nothing. So a meal is good, a bunch of flowers, a text to say I am praying for you or I thought of you today. A facebook message to say I love you...
An amazing example is the day we moved. I was exhausted.Simoney rang (and rang a few times) to see what she could do. And eventually suggested lunch. I had not even given lunch a thought and we were between houses and packed up. She arrived with an abundance of food, disposable cutlery and crockery, her own knives and a cutting board and drink (with disposable glasses). I felt so loved.
Oh friends, to be honest this journey is bigger than what we can cope with. My Dad's cancer is worse than my Mom's and the prognosis is bad. Seriously bad. My Mom's big sister arrives in a week and I can't wait. She's a hospice (terminally ill) nurse so will help us prepare mentally, emotionally and physically.
I know my God is in this. We truly trust him. It's just that the woods are awfully dark right now and it's a little scary.
P.S. Yes that's a new blog sitting on my profile waiting for me to find time to complete it. It's getting so many page views which is stressing me out. It's not ready and I need to launch it. So ignore it for now (pretty please)
I am so glad that you are here! Make yourself at home, grab a cup of coffee and put your feet up.
This is the story of me and those I love. I have journeyed (and often stumbled!) through infertility, adoption, egg donation and motherhood.
I am so grateful to be a wife and finally a mother! I thank God continually for the blessings He has given me. I love my life and my God!