the power of one


I got up this morning to another pile of shit in the kitchen, from the puppy who is residing at Miss Murray’s Cottage at the moment, after cleaning it up I tried to eat my porridge with four dogs vying for my attention (before I threw all four doomcoffs outside in the minus one degree weather) so I could eat my porridge without being licked, climbed upon and barked at for attention. On a “normal” day I would lap up the attention from these four-legged bastards because I love all animals (except lama’s, I hate them and literally give them the finger every time I pass them in a paddock) but this morning I was tired, grumpy, sick of being so busy and not in the mood for going to Tafe again.

And then I got a text message from one of my best mates in Adelaide telling me how awesome I am, how her heart swells with pride when she thinks of me and how strong I am. I cried. It was exactly what I needed to hear today. Some days I feel like I’ve been pushing a bolder up a hill (financially) since I left my ex-husband and I am slightly sick of being so busy and feeling like I will never achieve my goal. But this friend reminded me of my goal of becoming a nurse, an ambo, an owner of small acreage and an owner of a horse and made me feel like I can achieve it.

It is amazing how one simple text can change ones mindset and inspire us to keep working towards our dream!  So don’t forget the power of one simple text message, phone call, conversation which reminds those who you love that they “can do this” because it goes a long way and can make a huge difference to someone’s day. Ruby, I love you and miss you. xx

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