Category: For The Journey

I decided to go out last weekend and disappear from my own life for a couple of days… It started with me wanting to do some soul digging to try and find myeslf again and being spontaneous would go a long way to rediscover who I am… I decided to head up north and after a few text messages I chucked some stuff in my rucksack, hopped in the car and I was well away before I’d second guess myself.

First step was a day out with TB and Lil’One. I picked them up as usual on Friday afternoon and asked TB what e wanted to do, with the promise that we would do WHATEVER he wanted to do then… Yeah… it would be fair to give Lil’One a voice too, but as he can’t say where he wants to go yet his vote was kinda mute. TB’s immediate response was “THE ANCHOR”, which is Liphook’s local Hungry Horse pub of choice. They have a brand new Playground setup round the back and TB was VERY keen in go playing on it while me and Lil’One rolled on the grass and he tried to run away from me laughing. I only spent 4 hours with them but being there was more than enough to make up for the shitty week that I had so far.

I dropped them and went home to sort out a few last details before taking the road and ended up having another almost sleepless night. Oh well… Guess I’m used to them already so no biggie… I took the way up heading generally north up the M40 and stopping / getting off at the country lanes around the road as it took my Fancy. Did some walking around Warwick Castle and Headed up towards Birmingham intending to get up in time to help up Sara at the Livi’s Smiles Karaoke  Fun Night she was doing that evening. I ended up going getting there earlier so wen to have Fish & Chips sitting in a park admiring the flowers and the sun… You know how long had been since I did something similar all by myself? It was peaceful to sit there and watch life pass by if nothing else… The came the evening!

Last time I went karaokeing was on last years Glee DVD release event at LuckyVoice in London… Right now I sing like shite… but it was fun anyway… And I FINALLY got to meet @Livvyssmile in person so extra super awesome bonus!! She was quite busy hosting the party, which was awesome btw… but we did get time to talk a bit! Plan was to stay until about 9pm and head up to the Darbyshire house to spend the night… Just I ended up leaving late (it was too much fun) and ended up getting at the beak district right before 2am.

Now that wasn’t quite what I had planned… I should have probably turned my phone off and not turned it on for the whole weekend and not contacted anyone else I didn’t need to… let’s put it like that…  and the piercing silent that is one of the reasons I love to get up there to rest my mind proved to be a breeding ground for the voices in my head, and believe me when I say they were scary! I have a doc’s appt this week to check on the dosage of my anti-Ds and have been out of my usual stuff since Friday morning when I had the last one in my prescription box, so having a conversation with my demons whilst enlightened a lot of stuff I had bottled up in my head and adding up to a few of my fears and nightmares being so close to happen you can imagine how much of a terrifying night for me…

Then I received an email that managed to throw me overboard first thing in the morning…

I genuinely felt it was the end of the road for me… And the voices went crazy in my head… they were having one hell of a field day… I had taken a decision and the situation was perfect for me to execute what I had in mind. I was alone and would have no one to interrupt me… In my head I had reasons and excuses and well… Everyone would be better off if I’m not around, I thought… I made preparations and sent a text message to the one person in my mind. I didn’t need to say much in it… just to make sure she got to my computer because there were instructions and a last message for her, my sons and my family… And to tell her one last time that I love her and then turn my phone off, she’d probably take a couple of hours to read the message anyway… Only she replied within seconds of me sending it… Long story short… I couldn’t do it…

The weird thing is that I don’t know if I felt grateful for having had my mind changed for me or if I felt angry of myself for being so pathetic and not going ahead with it… One thing I knew for sure… I didn’t want to spend the rest of the weekend alone… I didn’t trust myself to spend the rest of the weekend alone.

I made my way West and am now taking refuge with Livi… And have had an amazing time with her and Laura who also happened to be up here seeing her for the Nantwich JAzz Festival. Yes… I might have made some poor choices like sending TXT messages and twitting whilst slightly inebriated… But it did the job and being with friends helped me find one of the things I’ve been missing the most… my friends… And I have been neglecting them far too much for the past couple of years…

And for the Record… @mrsteepot gives AWESOME hugs! :) And looks VERY hot in corsets and I got to take some pics of her using one and one with a red polka dress and the photos look AWESOME! I’ll finish editing them and will post them soon (Don’t get Jealous Hales… you know you look even hotter in corsets and in any other way… And the be honest here… you rock the pregnant look… :) )

Yeah… my head is still quite screwed up and scary place to be… But I can see some reason to be… I can see why I should be here… and I can see why I NEED to find myself…

I have also learned that searching and trying to learn more about me won’t help…

Only Way to find out who you are is BEING who you are…

That is the ONE thing no one can take from you…

So BE YOURSELF!!! No matter what others think of you… In the end, it’s only you you have to to answer to on that…

The race is long… And in the end it is only against yourself…

Ah… one last thing… Wear Sunscreen!

 

 

“The road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the same. Yet our lessons come from the journey, not the destination.”

Don William Jr.

I’ve been in desperate need to find directions for the past few weeks… Living without a clear purpose or objective… or reason is no fun at all…

Yes, I know there is purpose for everything and I have more than enough reasons to live life, but I’ve been feeling lost… Life has turned upside down as I have been trying to be true to something I am not. I’ve been trying to reinvent myself for the past few months when all the time what I needed is finding myself again.

Does it make any sense to you???

So today I am embarking in a new journey. Not one to reinvent myself, but one to FIND myself. And I am marking the first step with literal journey. For the next 3 days I’ll be Taking a Journey to discover myself again… Just me, myself and I… I’ll be making a few stops on the way… Seeing a few VERY special people to me and have 3 stops planned… but the way there will be decided as I go… No routes, no agendas, no plans… I’m making this up as I go since I’ve decided to do that trip yesterday morning… :)

You can follow what I find and the log of the journey in my twitter feed as I plan to document The Journey n the blog for the months to come… and hopefully learn some lessons from the Journey…

And if you wanna take a this trip of self discovery with me then stay tuned to urbanvox.net as there are LOADS to come.

See you at the other side! ;-)

 

 

I was always a master at adapting myself to new situations.

I had to learn from quite early… My family never created roots anywhere and I remember years where we’ve lived in 3 different cities within 12 months.

I have the capacity to analysing situations and taking decisions in minutes, and adapting myself to these newly created situations just as easy. That has helped me stay alive and sane for my whole life. It helped me when I was the career oriented man I used to be. It helped me when I decided not to be that man anymore and take off to start a new life far away in a country where I knew no one and was far from everything I knew… A fresh slate…

I can deal with decisions pretty well when I have options A and B (and C and so on) to go for… even if option B is back to the start line…

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If you saw me today (well yesteday… as it is already past midnight) you would have noticed that I’ve been a bit distant… I had my mind miles away… Distant… etc etc… you get the point…

Yeah… it was one of those days…. :) One that started with so many great things to wait for… and I woke up smiling… Waiting for those great things to happen… I cleared up my bedroom.. opened windows to get some air in… joked about on the phone with hales… did some washing… Ad that’s when things went a bit wrong…

Tucked in the middle of the clothes I had just done I found a pair of tiny little socks… I froze where I stood…

I see my boys once a week and they come home with me twice a month… but for a dad that used to be there full time and be the first to see every single bit that developed in their tiny lives that will never be enough… Those tiny sox brought foeward to the memory everything I’ve been missing out on…

I usually try to keep them away from my thoughts for my own sanity… It hurts too much to know that they are achieving new milestones and I don’t get to see the new conquests until someone tells me.. or I see them for myself at the end of the week.

That goes in special with Lil’ One… I’ve missed his first steps without anything to hold on to last week and there are just so many first things that I know I will miss on… Seeing that little sock brought tears to my eyes…

I left everything piled up on top of my head and went to spend y day with Hales. She could see I wasn’t well from the moment she saw me… my excuse was tiredness… she told me to get back home and have a nap… I couldn’t bare to be alone at home just then… I kept myself busy with the cats, and taking J to the park so Hales could have some me time and a nap, then washed my car and kept myself busy… That helped keep the tears away…

Then I came home… and the socks were in top of the bed waiting for me… I miss his tiny feet and tiny hands…

I cried for a while…then folded the clothes… put everything away… stashed the pain in the back of my brain… and smiled to myself… Tomorrow is another day… Another week… 5 days til I have his litte hands in my hands… 5 Days til I see my Eldest’s cheeky toothless smile… And a week full of great things to wait for…

I am grateful because even though today might be all grey and rainy, the morning comes soon, and with morning comes new hope.

I am grateful for simple things… Simple pleasures that go a long way…

I am grateful for being surrounded by awesome people…

I am grateful because I can love… and because I am loved back…

I am grateful for little things that go a long way in making me cheerful again.

 

Reasons to be Cheerful at Mummy From the Heart

 

My kids are my pride and joy and I tend to broadcast every single one of their little milestones and pearls over the internet for everyone to see, be it on twitter, Facebook, my blog or whatever means I am favouring at the day. He is no stranger to computers either, at 6 years olf he has his own favorites folder and even uses google to search for subjects he finds interesting (usually lego, star wars or club penguin related things).

They have been blogged about every since they were born, and let’s put it like that, all of us parent bloggers do share the whole of their lives for the world to see. With TB it has been no different. His mum is a blogging addict, being a blogger is one of the biggest parts in my lif too and so is Hales… Hell even my parents are having a go at blogging…

Considering that every single adult that holds importance in his life is, in one way or another, doing it… I wasn’t very surprised when he came to me today and said:

Daddy, I want you to build me a website so I can write things on it every day!

When I asked him if he didn’t think he was too young for it he looked into my eyes and said:

“Daddy, I am almost 7 years old! Even B (one of his school friends) has a website! You have one, mummy has one, Hayley has one… don’t you think I should have one too?”

Although I would worry about his safety, and WHAT he ends up putting there  and all that I can’t argue with his logic… I mean he IS NEARLY 7 YEARS OLD *sniggers*.

I haven’t given him an answer yet. I said I would think and let him know next week… The fact is that I AM tempted to let him have it… IF I can make sure his posts can be kept secret and I can have parental control over it all… There are ways of doing it… I’m just not completely sure… I would love to know what goes on in his head…

How young is to young after all… Kids ar so much more mature nowadays…

What do you think???? Would you let your kid enter the blogosphere at 7 years of age? Is that old enough? What would be the limits you would impose??? I would REALLY love to know what you think about that… so please… Comment away!!!

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