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“I am who I am today because of the choices I made yesterday.” by Eleanor Roosevelt.

I do hope you are enjoying my archived posts from 2015…I certainly am and it is giving time to do a little more writing so it is twofold …Enjoy!

Retired? No one told me!

Are we all happy with that?

I am because if I hadn’t retired to Phuket I most certainly would not be blogging, I would not be warm( it’s so hot and sunny here), I would not be making my own ham and bacon, I would not be a published author the list is endless.

Why? I can hear you all saying.

Choices, circumstances, call it what you may….. sometimes we have to just be brave, go with the flow, listen to our hearts, be a little selfish…..yes why not…… years ago and I mean years ago I wanted to study Law…..I got these looks, comments…why Carol? you have a good job, you have a family why…all these puzzled looks…..why? for me, because I wanted to……so I enrolled…… time to study!

” Mum, Can I? Mum, can you? it didn’t stop…

Enter my friend Gilly…….My neighbour, confidant, shoulder to cry on…

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Should we not all hang our heads and weep?

I have read much over the last week or two about the problems in Syria and the refugees and I think by now that we all know  there is a problem of catastrophic proportions. I have read of people warning that militants are infiltrating and mingling with the refugees hoping to get taken in and allowed to stay somewhere and that it is their way of getting a foothold in many countries and work their evil. That may be true.

I have heard tales of refugees smoking and on their mobiles …I think if I smoked maybe I too would be smoking and probably more.

My mobile is generally firmly attached to my ear most of the time …if that was me…would I leave my mobile my only way of communicating with friends and family…I think not….

If I had a child or children and we lived in a war zone and the danger to them was increasing every minute of every day would I not try to get them to safety?…I think I would…

If I had elderly parents or a sick friend would I take them with me? ….I think I would.

Would I hope that someone would help me?….I think I would.

Would I hope I would be welcomed and allowed to live in safety with my family?   I think I would.

Would I if I could… help ?…I think I would…

Would you if you could help…help…..I hope so.

I would like to share with  you a poem written by a dear friend Richard Theze. Richard was inspired to write this poem after reading an article in an Australian Newspaper.

The article was about the tragic, untimely death of a small boy called ” Aylan Kurdi ” who died along with his other sibling and his mother….who was doing what most mothers would do…trying to take her children to a place of safety…….she died trying to do that…….

I for one am ashamed…ashamed that I belong to a human race that at times seems devoid of all humanity.

Thank you Richard for allowing me to share your words a little tribute to a tiny boy called Aylan.

Little Boy Drowned
A Response to the Death of Aylan Kurdi
(by Richard Thézé)

You did not deserve to die in the coldness of water,
To drown in the distant, dispassionate depths of human indifference.
No migrant, you, nor refugee, but a little boy – just three,
Washed, bare legs, small shoes, face down
Upon unfamiliar shore.

Your race, no matter now, nor ever should, you belonged to us,
Yet, backs turned, we overlooked your need to play
Safe away from the threat of violence and war,
Failed too, to notice those who risked all to give you a better life,
Their hope, your end, such a bitter irony.

Others, too, have died, many, cast adrift upon callous seas,
A million deaths, perhaps, statistics all,
But yours: the single death of a little boy drowned – a tragedy,
Internationally, now, the bellowed demands echo
That something be done.

Inspired by a tribute in The Sydney Morning Herald in September 2015.

Don’t give up. Normally it is the last key on the ring which opens the door! by Paulo Coelho.

There never was a truer saying and it’s fits my youngest to a T. In her words if she mucks up it’s like a train wreck……

She has led a turbulent life this beautiful, clever, amazing girl of mine. She has 3 beautiful girls who are polite, charming and do so well at school. They are an absolute credit to her, she is one amazing mummy.

I write this because for one reason or another she didn’t do well at school. But I believe with the amazing support she has had from her sisters and brother she has turned the proverbial corner.

She is going to back to learning and  will be studying Forensic Science. It has been a hard slog for her to get to this point she has retaken exams and just finished a massive essay on Forensics which she has cried over and said she was setting her sights too high but she has done it.

You are an amazing young women and we are very proud of you and you will find that key which will open that door for you my beautiful girl.

So chin up….and step up and away you fly……it will be incredibly hard work but you will do it we know you will. It’s just that you are taking the long way round and not the scenic route.But success will be even sweeter.

Love you more than you know as we do ALL our children……..

Thank you for reading my blogging friends it’s a big difference to my usual blogs but I just had to tell her she could and would do it.

Chocolate brownie cooking tomorrow so back to recipes for my next blog…..love you all be happy xxx