Almost a year ago I was invited by a friend and ex-collegue to have a dinner with some other ex-collegues. Just a nice, chatty get-together..
But my friend brought her computer and without saying anything she showed us a hidden board on her Pinterest..
Everyone started yelling, laughing,... She was going to get married !!!
My friend has been a single mom for about 8 years and there was only one "emptiness" in her life: someone who loved her and her son ànd whom she could give àll her love.
Some time before, she met someone online and they seemed to be a match. After a year she decided to leave her job at our school where she teached for more then 15 years... and moved to his house, miles from where she used to live and work.
Her friend has two young children and you can imagine that this new family needed time to form a new family. But especially when I saw the little girl and my friend together, you could see they were to hands on one belly.
The girl lovely named my friend her "plus-mama" and I think that's such a sweet word instead of "stepmother"..
She had a mum.... but now she has two ! :)
And what my friend never thought would ever happen in her life was getting real: a big family with three kids ànd someone who loves her and wanted to marry her.
We were so happy for her !
They both wanted a "do-it-yourself" wedding in their garden, so when I suggested I wanted to make her bridalbouquet with paper flowers, she agreed happily.
I've been quiet on the online world for 1,5 year...I'm sorry for the persons who kept visiting but saw nothing new on my blog !
Allow me to give some explanation about my "dissappearance"..
Followers of my blog could read in some blogposts the physical struggle I had the past 5 year.
I have fybromyalgia since 1993 and it has always been a struggle against the constant pain and tiredness.
Sick or not, feeling exhausted or not.. I never missed a day in the years before 2011 to be in my Poppyclass with my handicapped children. It took his toll to be present and I did survive on daily painkillers and the adrenaline I get from my job.
In 2011 I really crashed with 4 hernia's.. first time my body rang the alarmbell so hard I HAD to listen.
Since then, I crashed now and then, was out for some months but came back, still fighting pain and being tired...
I adapted my life a lot to keep going: every spare moment was used to recover and gain energy so I could be in my class and do my job.
No more social contacts in the weekends, no more blogging on sunday, few time to create... due to lying flat in the couch for recovering.
I even ran to the doctor on the first schoolday of 2015, saying I needed more medication to keep the pain bearable so I could sleep, cause I wanted to be in my class !
My body seems to be much more clever then me...
Half october I came home from school, talked to one of the workmen who have been busy "in the big build" in our house, when I felt my heart almost jump out of my chest and I fainted..
ALARM...bloodpressure too high... exhausted... house-arrest now for already 3 months..
This year I become 50 years old and I always say I want to become 94...
Spending hours and hours in the couch gave me a lot of time to think: who am I? what am I doing ? live or surviving? Is this the life I want to live ? What do I love to do? How do I see my next 44 years?...
After 5 years of crashing... I'm sick of it...
Time to start another chapter in my book of life..
"Everyone can be a light in the life of another living being..
I hope a lot of twinklelights make 2016 brighter !
It's a wish for you and a promise I'll try again to be a twinklelight..
It's not always easy and a commitment every day... but I will also try not to forget selfcare this year ;)
greetings from Belgium
My mom loves Poppies, just like me and for her birthday I made her next to her Poppycard, also a white Poppycabinet...
I love poppies... after all I'm with a reason the teacher of the Poppyclass ànd here in Belgium the red poppy has a special meaning, remember WW1...
Making something from almost nothing... thàt's what I love about creating..:)
No more children, no more teenagers... adults in the house !