The things we do

I am writing this from the floor of fred's room. The phone and my head are under her bed and my non-typing hand is holding hers. She is so very tired from a big weekend but as usual is struggling to get to sleep. I hope that in the time I write this she falls asleep.

This weekend has been full with a trip to the beach, a farewell for a beautiful soul, a relaxed BBQ with friends on Saturday. Sunday started with a walk to the local market followed by lunch and swimming at my parents house and topped off with afternoon tea at nana and pa's house. All four of us are happy but exhausted.

Fred was worried about sinking... 

I have had to remind myself lately to pull my socks up and stop feeling sorry for myself. Only I can make a difference in my life and only I can change the way I think about things. So no more excuses, it is time to be truthful to myself and follow the dreams I dare to dream.

PS - Fred is STILL not asleep!