I try not to take anything for granted. I find myself being very conscious of that these days. I don’t know why, maybe because I’m not working full-time and preoccupied by a million other things. When I’m not working in my casual role, shopping or running around, I’m just having a home-day with Jack and we’re either playing or I’m taking time out while he naps. I have a lot of time to think about all the things I’m grateful for.
I’m a thinker. I’m all in my mind a lot of the time, most of these thoughts I never talk about, it’s just me – that’s why I like running. It’s quite solitary. I found a quote ages ago that I posted to Instagram that said “Running, it’s cheaper than therapy”. I don’t know whose quote it is but it’s so true. It’s just my time to think about how to solve problems or conflicts with people or to just reflect on life. Even back when I was working full time in the city and training after work with someone else, we never talked much on our runs. Only before and after.
Anyway, because of this time I have, I feel grateful. Nothing is always lollipops and walks on the beach but I am so thankful for now. For my husband, for my family, for my friends and for my son. Who lights me up like only a giggling child can. Jack was christened last Sunday, and it was one of my favourite days this year. Immediate family, close friends, a small celebration, perfect weather and cake. Always cake! Blessed.
Jack didn’t want his second sleep today – he wanted to play with Mummy. So play (and blog) we did.
Pants – Sapling Child