I just read a bullying comment. Not on my blog, but on a blog I follow. I read the blog post and found it quite interesting – nothing offensive about it. Merely someone posing a question. Read / don’t read. Follow / don’t follow. But Why would someone gain pleasure in leaving a horrible, mean, sarcastic comment? Does it make them feel better? Give them a rush? I don’t get it. And especially, and I don’t mean to offend, when it is a man being disrespectful to a woman. Men have always had the physical advantage over women. They always will have. So be nice about it. Us women have to play amongst the lions every single day, and hope we don’t get attacked.
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Conflicted
Don’t lean too close
For I might push you away
Don’t go too far
For I might pull you back
I cannot say no
For fear I might yet say yes
And saying yes
Might lead me to a no
So I will be still
Until I know which way to go
Weddings
My Egyptian colleague is getting married in a couple of month’s time. He was sharing with me how expensive weddings are in Egypt. The cost involved with hairdressers and makeup and dresses and photographers is exorbitantly high. Weddings in Australia can also be very OTT (over-the-top). Overseas weddings held in exotic locations are becoming increasingly popular.
My wedding was a simple affair. My best friend styled my hair, and I applied my own minimal makeup (touch of mascara and lipstick). A friend of my husband’s did our photography. I bought my dress and shoes in my lunch hour. My dress was a cocktail dress that I enhanced to have the matching chiffon scarf attached as long, flowing sleeves. The dress was from a boutique store and imported from Canada. I loved it straight away and it fitted perfectly, so I bought it on the spot! It is a warm ivory colour, not ice-white.
My husband does not dance so we had a lunchtime garden wedding. It was held in January which is summertime in southern hemisphere land. The sun shone that day. We are still married and have happy, healthy children, so safe to say the sun is still shining!
Harbour Bridge
This is my view tonight, Sydney is counting down to Vivid Sydney starting tomorrow, will keep you posted!
Kind Hearts
Today
Courageous
Morning Comfort
But Thine Be Done
Not My Will
I dated a Polish boyfriend when I was at university. After we both started working, he began to hint at rings. I felt too young to get married, and also had reservations about marrying him. Though he was a lovely person and would make a great husband, I felt in my heart that we were not meant to be. So I ended the relationship. It took a few attempts. Breaking up is never easy, especially when there is no third party involved.
In ending the relationship when I did, I freed us both to meet our respective long-term partners. He met and married a beautiful woman. It took me three years to meet my husband. By this time I really wanted to be married, and have a family. My clock is ticking people, I’m halfway to thirty! Please! Only one man out of the whole world, surely that is not such a great request! It was only after pleading on my knees, that I finally came to a place of calm submission. Not my will but thine be done. Those words and prayer did not come easily. Not at all. And soon after, my husband-to-be and I started a relationship, and married soon after.
Sometimes we have to give up something to be open to receiving something better. And to have the spirit – not my will but thine be done. A prayer that goes against human nature, and all that our flesh would be.
I acted on kind feedback from others yesterday, and bought a new book!
Happy reading to me 🙂









