Unexpected things, many of them beautiful, happen when we least expect. This is not because of unwieldy and whimsical thoughts, but because good things come from positive energy, in ways that stem from quantum physics and the natural flow of that energy.
Mum was a victim of an abusive and unkind father, none of her siblings settled with their own family. Very fractured yet; She found a safe haven- a loving and safe port to rest in with dad. I don't know if developmentally father was the father she never had but there was a great amount of love between them. That I know for sure.
It was interesting hearing about your early years and I would like to know more about your relationship with your family. In truth, I have been twisted and prodded (not literally) enough over the years. And I can tell you clearly that I am 100% straight. I just lost so much confidence and belief in myself after some of the challenges I have had. The happiest years of my life were with a girl called Mel. I guess if I had found a very good mentor (or therapist) in my early years- and been a bit more committed / when I finally did find a therapist; I probably would be more settled now, having freed myself from mums pocket and control. I made my own choices and accept responsibility for where I am.
It was hard for mum when he passed. Kind of like the tide went out and suddenly the house was quiet. It wasn't anyone's fault, it was just the way things transpired. It was beautiful the love they shared and I am sure either consciously or not, all three of us felt a sense of rejection which left some lasting healing legacy.
Simply innocent and sunny memories remain for so much of that time. Enchanted, wonderous and magical.
Thank you for your gentle and warm words. My father believed in magic- I remember he would stand at the head of the dinner table and do the 'Nicky Nacky Noo' or some other silly song and dance. There were always people over at the house. He magically saw the beauty in others. Looking and finding their most positive , traits and qualities. A collector of people. Rarely critical an optimistic and kind man. I never knew his youth but I knew his love. That is for sure.
There was a 30 year old gap between my parents, yet he referred to mum gently and softly as; 'Ma'. They loved each other deeply and dearly. Actually I don't think I've ever heard mum say a bad word about him. I know how very happy she was during that time; that decade of her life. It gives me a belief and a faith for my reality, more real than any affirmation or vision board.
Unexpected things, many of them beautiful, happen when we least expect. This is not because of unwieldy and whimsical thoughts, but because good things come from positive energy, in ways that stem from quantum physics and the natural flow of that energy.
Mum was a victim of an abusive and unkind father, none of her siblings settled with their own family. Very fractured yet; She found a safe haven- a loving and safe port to rest in with dad. I don't know if developmentally father was the father she never had but there was a great amount of love between them. That I know for sure.
It was interesting hearing about your early years and I would like to know more about your relationship with your family. In truth, I have been twisted and prodded (not literally) enough over the years. And I can tell you clearly that I am 100% straight. I just lost so much confidence and belief in myself after some of the challenges I have had. The happiest years of my life were with a girl called Mel. I guess if I had found a very good mentor (or therapist) in my early years- and been a bit more committed / when I finally did find a therapist; I probably would be more settled now, having freed myself from mums pocket and control. I made my own choices and accept responsibility for where I am.
It was hard for mum when he passed. Kind of like the tide went out and suddenly the house was quiet. It wasn't anyone's fault, it was just the way things transpired. It was beautiful the love they shared and I am sure either consciously or not, all three of us felt a sense of rejection which left some lasting healing legacy.
Simply innocent and sunny memories remain for so much of that time. Enchanted, wonderous and magical.
You write so well Andrea.
Thank you for your gentle and warm words. My father believed in magic- I remember he would stand at the head of the dinner table and do the 'Nicky Nacky Noo' or some other silly song and dance. There were always people over at the house. He magically saw the beauty in others. Looking and finding their most positive , traits and qualities. A collector of people. Rarely critical an optimistic and kind man. I never knew his youth but I knew his love. That is for sure.
There was a 30 year old gap between my parents, yet he referred to mum gently and softly as; 'Ma'. They loved each other deeply and dearly. Actually I don't think I've ever heard mum say a bad word about him. I know how very happy she was during that time; that decade of her life. It gives me a belief and a faith for my reality, more real than any affirmation or vision board.