This is where I’ve been hiding….

Aside from my day job, and figuring out what to do with my life, I’ve been hiding, doing something I love and trying to get back to good.

A place where stress is not ruling my life and where my stomach is not being effected, nor my weight, nor anything else for that matter.

Behind creative things and around people seems to be that space , i’d really like to get more involved in creative activities! and am working on it.

I am a work in progress.

Art Prints

I hope the above has embedded as a slide show if not try this link: http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/juliet-white.html?tab=artwork

The Tortoise always wins

Slowly but surely I am changing my life for the better.

I have been doing a lot of thinking about how I get to where I want to be and the first thoughts are to have a plan.

Understand what my goals are and put in place a plan to get there. So if I’m a little quiet right now it’s because I’m just planning my next awesome move and how I get there (as you know it involves beautiful things and flowers).

I’ll keep you posted ☺

If you ever need…

To learn to live yourself again and embrace how you look or feel, I suggest heading to a island paradise with the wealthy and tanned! I am greiving still (less so now but still have my moments!) & beleive I have put on weight or can’t shake it because I’m not as happy as I could be.

I did. And I feel empowered.

After 3 days of feeling not good enough, not skinny enough and not tanned enough, I finally realised today that I needed to be kinder to myself. 

I put on my bikini in my mum bod next to my beautiful teenage daughter and went for a swim and sunbathed next to what I can only describe as tanned beautiful models of both sexes and felt myself again!

Who cares if your not a size 6! It’s your holiday too & you should enjoy it and not worry how you look to others of those who love you think your beautiful and you do too.

Life begins here. Confidence begins here.healing continues here. 

Paradise is a good place to be and make yourself whole again.

The ugly side of recovery from grief.

​Sigh…I had the worst night with my partner last night so am shattered today and wrecked with guilt and feelings of shame…so clearly looking amazing today and it’s especially brilliant as I had a presentation to give at work ☺

We were very close to breaking up, well I was breaking up with him and I swore very loudly at him in the kitchen (I’m not going to repeat the word as it was awful, I never use it…) and my daughter heard it all.

I am feeling shit about it this morning. What a winner! My daughter’s key example and what a great one I am!! A mother who uses profanity to explain how she feels. Yep I am so amazing.

I lost it…. just had enough of it all really… enough sadness, fear, loss…. enough small things that seem insurmountable. 

Just enough. 

I basically emotionally exploded like a pinata. A really really messy one.

After that I felt embarrased and lost & then after my partner threatened to leave me because thats what I wanted ( and honesty said I wanted because I thought, I don’t know what else will help me here, I’m stuck and something needs to change…)

I exposed all the things again that were bothering me and have been for months and why I was so sad and how I now feel like someone else, not the fun loving happy girl I was when we met…and we tried to talk it out but I feel like I’ve hurt him beyond repair.

To his credit he says he loves me and doesn’t really want to go and I really think  it’s me. I need to accept my actions and fix me, maybe even forgive me.

I know it’s mainly me. Its work stress and grief from the miscarrige and everything this horrible year has brought me.


I keep trying to get through and keep life running and breathe without having the space to do so…and thinking about what can I change…..I can change him as an immediate easy out then I’ll have room to think, hence the bust up.

Problem is I really love him and want to marry him eventually, even though he does my head in sometimes as partners can and I feel like I am constantly compromising even though he thinks I’m not or I’m over reacting….

I need to own this and get happy and through this stage of my life. I never want to be this example to my daughter ever again.Basically I need to pull my head out of my arse and sort it out before I spoil all my personal relationships.

But how? Should grief last this long? Is it just me. Whats wrong with me? Why am I failing at life? How do I apologise to my daughter for making a mistake?

I really hope this is normal! Because being so tired you put your dress on inside out and give presentations really isn’t!



Gratitude

There are a hundred and one things to bring you down in this world, the darkness, the sadness, the tough times. 

But even in amongst all of that theres always something good, no matter how small. Something you can be greatful for… today I am greatful.

I am greatful for warm baths and peace and quiet.

I am grateful for a beautiful candle filling my bathroom with light and fragrance…

I am greatful for cups of tea and a sweet chocolate delivered by my daughter to the bath….

And most of all I am greatful for my family without which I wouldn’t keep smiling and finding the beautiful light amongst the darkness.

You can only see the stars when you’re standing in the dark sometimes…but they’re always there sparkling and lending you their light.