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Having courage is not the same as being fearless. When you complete a task despite being absolutely terrified, that is true courage! 💪🏻

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HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY (UK)!! And a special shoutout to:
the mothers who can’t be with their children;
the children who can’t be with their mothers; and those whose dreams of motherhood did not come true! 💝

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Chronic Pain

Through battles of despondency,
Rare chronic illness muckings.
Hear echoes of their laughing,
rub hands of their stalkings.

Stinging pain;
disasters.
A spiritual world war.
Meant to divide and conquer,
those standing by the sword.

My burden of my symptoms,-
it’s tortuous attacks.
They’re one behind the other;
My light seen,
Followed.
Tracked.

A ship in fog kept idled.
My engine just won’t start.
Reaching for my Bible-
as my body falls apart.

Can spirit separate from body?
to escape the suffering?
Crude hell of inflammation,
raging fire from within.

A rumbling embodiment;
endless lava burning–
proclastic hyperglow
emitted from my yearning.

Feel branded.
Tormented.
Hot pokers of this thorn,
attacking my body…
I lay here and I mourn.

Felt unclothed out in winter,
I shivered on my own.
I needed Him beside me,
to clothe me, bring me home!

A martyr full of valor,
burned alive for faith,
a yesteryear believer,
the blood runs through my veins.

Coursing and crying for justice in pain, Lamenting in writhing…
My tongue calls his name!

He heard me,
procured me,
Bottled my tears.
Filled me of healing,
replaced all my fears.

Cut open,
I’m slaying.
Filleting of flesh,
I share in His suffering,
soul-fired and blessed!

In cells of his captors
Paul sang of His songs,
The Word was his strength-
I sing all day long!

Have rhythm,
Give glory!
Mountains have moved!
My symphony of suffering,
sweet melody of truth!

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I wrote this a couple of years ago regarding my struggles. I’m here today to tell you that YES you will get through this. That YES you are strong enough to deal with this. That YES you will be able to advise others on how you coped in the future. Yes you will. You’ve got this 💪 #MightyTogether #MightyMoment

Last night was a delightful change of pace, a bit of low key fun that I hadn't experienced in quite some time 🧡. This time last year, I was still fresh out of hospital around Halloween and not very able to participate, so this year felt especially liberating and enjoyable. There was a moment of slight panic when my husband mentioned AFTER I’d drawn it on that my cat nose wasn't quite working. But with a little effort, I think I managed to pull it off in the end!

One of my favorite Halloween traditions is creating little bags filled with a blend of treats and toys. I have a soft spot for the timid little kiddos who are reluctant to let go of their parents' hands and walk up to the door to claim their treat for their effort of dressing up. Kneeling to their height, I try to offer words of encouragement, in an attempt to ease their unease.

Then there's another group that tugs at my heartstrings: the children without costumes. Whether their parents handed them a mere grocery bag or it was their own last minute invention, I empathise deeply with these kids because I see myself in them—as I too was once one of them, the neglected child. So, when they return, hoping for more treats, I understand their actions are not driven by greed but that for many of them, Halloween may as well be Christmas. So I give them the second bag, hoping to add a little more joy to their night.

On reflection; I think the thing that makes Halloween great, is that it transcends the simple joys of dressing up and indulging in treats.

It's a chance for community interaction and connection. While some might criticise the commercial nature of these holidays, for my part, I hope I never view the world with such cynicism. Especially at Halloween, when we have the opportunity to spread kindness not just within our own families, but throughout our community.

After all—as us Mighties know far too well—the world can always do with more kindness 🫶

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I stumbled into natural fermentation over the summer and after some success with naturally picking cucumbers, I decided to give red onions a go. This is them on day three, doing well and looking very pretty with its pink hues.

Finding new ways to create my own joy out of the little things 🫶

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Turn out the bunting and hoist the flags—HRH is turning 70 in dog years today!

When I think back over the years, it is clear that he has always been unashamedly his fabulous, slightly divaesque self… and proud of it.

He is never afraid to make his thoughts, pleasures and displeasures known. He is a glutton for pleasure, though when us Jeeveses fail to indulge his every whim, he is known for his petulant pouts and attempts at endearing himself to us, so that we might change our minds.

His personality is mixture of Garfield, Marmaduke, and Winnie The Pooh. The latter representing his cuddly side that lives for bones instead of hunny, and his daily sighs of “oh bother.”

So when it came to finding the perfect picture, I had to think long and hard about what best captured his personality. There are the Marmaduke moments of him managing to jump into a bed so he could bury his precious bone within the folds of the sheets, and looking at me coquettishly like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth upon being discovered.

There are far too many pictures of him swimming while attempting to avoid the camera to choose from, and as many moments of him carrying his toys up and down the stairs as he does almost every night, because the diva within loves being praised for this particular prowess.

In the end I thought this one was most fitting… a bit of light shining out of his butt, because he wouldn't have it any other way than to have us all believe that the sun literally shines out of his backside!

Long Live The Duke and Long May He Reign 👑

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