It’s a horrible monster.
I first heard about leukemia when I was about 9 years old when my dad told my that his sister was admitted to hospital to get treatment for a ‘serious issue’ as he put it. When I went to see her I was so excited because she had the coolest new hairstyle – who would not want a shaved head? But then she started coughing more, she started getting more tired everyday and my dad told me that I need to not demand play time every time I visited her in the hospital because she didn’t have the energy for it. Over the next few months she looked like she didn’t eat anything, her eyes sunk into her head and her arms looked all spidery with all the blue and green veins popping out. Then came that day when my dad came home and told me that my aunt got a very high fever and because her was already sick, her body couldn’t handle it and she had passed away. All I could think of were my cousins – who was going to go for their prize givings? who was going to help them with homework? who was going to cook them their favourite meals? I guess cancer won.
Recently my mum called me and told me that my mother was diagnosed with a form of blood cancer. The reality of this statement didn’t really hit me until I actually saw her and realised how the monster had taken over my grandmother. We couldn’t grab hold of her hand because she would bruise at the slightest touch, she couldn’t move around much because water had lodged into her joints and her knees had become like jelly – the monster wins every time. It breaks my heart to look at how frail my magnificent and strong grandmother has become, it breaks my heart that this monster, this sickness is taking away her ability to live the way she wants to, it breaks my heart to see her getting a blood transfusion every three months. She refuses to be on chemo because she says that she has lived a long life and doesn’t need to take away the opportunity of life from someone who is younger – which my heart hurt even more, she truly is a magnificent woman. It’s not fair.
Cancer has seeped its way into the lives of so many people I love and I haven’t been able to do anything but stand on the sidelines and watch it take over.
I have been trying to do my best to beat this disease over the past year and this year I have decided to take part in the World’s Greatest Shave which raises money to support families with patients diagnosed with cancer as well as raise funds to find urgent cures. I know this is a small feat compared to the uphill battle that is dealing with and finding a cure for cancer – but I hope that it will make a difference.
*If you would like to donate to this cause and help me shave my hair for a good cause please follow this link here.
I often get sad that I didn’t take advantage of the time I was living in Sri Lanka to actually immerse myself in exploring and discovering the country. Although we didn’t have a lot of time after the wedding was over, Andres and I along with some of our uni friends did go to a few places and we fell in love with Sri Lanka all over again and I thought I would share that experience with all of you too. These are a few pictures taken by a few of us.
Devon Falls, Nuwara Eliya
Nine Arches Bridge, Ella
Taken on top of Little Adams Peak, Ella
Gangarama Temple, Colombo
Pinnawalla Elephant Orphanage, Kegalle
Temple of the Sacred Tooth Relic, Kandy
Galle Fort, Galle
Hope you get to visit the tiny island sooner or later.
Hello bloggers and other internet people!
Yes I know my apologies for not writing are becoming repetitive but I’m sorry! So here is a pictorial update/explanation of why I was silent.
Andres and I went back to Sri Lanka in December and we got married!!!! It was the most incredible and magical day!
Standing there at our alter I found myself incredibly overwhelmed by how blessed I felt to have met and married the kind of person who understands, appreciates and inspires me everyday. I couldn’t help but smile at my family who have consistently and constantly shown me unconditional love and patience. I couldn’t help but be proud of myself for having acquired gem like friends who turned up to celebrate this day with us. It was a magical day not only because I felt like a princess but because I realised how truly lucky I am to belong to have the kind of tribe I do.
After our wonderful wedding day, we travelled around Sri Lanka which was AMAZING – and I will do a sort of travel blog post about it next. it was hard to come back to Australia but hey got to face reality sooner or later don’t we? Anyway, now I am back and ready take on the new year 😀
My dad, is a big fan of chain mails and usually I groan when I get any email from him but today he sent me a forward that was actually lovely (GO CHAIN MAILS!). It is probably one that has been circulated a lot but hey it’s still pretty great!
A little girl was holding two apples in both hands Her mum came in and softly asked her little daughterwith a smile; my sweetie, could you give your mum one of your two apples? The girl looked up at her mum for some seconds, then she suddenly took a quick bite on one apple, and then quickly on the other. The mum felt the smile on her face freeze. She tried hard not to reveal her disappointment. Then the little girl handed one of her bitten apples to her mum, and said: mummy, here you are. This is the sweeter one.
No matter who you are, how experienced you are, and how knowledgeable you think you are, always delay judgement.
Give others the privilege to explain themselves. What you see may not be the reality. Never conclude for others.
Which is why we should never only focus on the surface and judge others without understanding them first.
Fruit for thought, maybe?
Why do we seek to control and micro manage?
Why do we so easily adopt the “my way is the only way” mantra?
Why is it that someone who doesn’t like to be loud and obnoxiously dominant as being weak and ignorant?
Why is that that letting go and trusting that others are just as capable as you are, is an incredibly difficult thing to do?
Is it that our egos are so ridiculously inflated?
Is it because we don’t trust each other as human beings to come through for one another?
Is it just something that is built into our system?
I struggle with this, both as a person who needs to control but also as a person who often gets stifled by those who are controlling and dominant.
I am working on one side of it though – I always remind myself that “life will be a lot less stressful if I let go and have faith” but what do I do about the controllers?
I am sorry – I told myself that I will try and post at least a couple of times a week but I think in between working, planning a destination wedding and day to day life thing, setting aside time to devote to writing may have been a little too ambitious for me.
To be honest, I have become emotionally and physically exhausted by my job. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do and I find the experience both humbling and rewarding. However there have definitely been days where I just cannot even muster up the strength to form words let alone have the energy and inspiration to blog. Sorry.
Exciting news though, I am taking some much needed time off (well not really, but I am decreasing my work hours so YAY) for a month or so and I am planning to fully get back in to blogging and completing some online courses I have been putting off for some time now. Fingers crossed.
I look forward to reading all your wonderful posts again as well as letting you all in on my latest rant.
I usually find myself emotionally and physically emotional by the end of each week and I always find myself still tired after the weekend which means Mondays are just terrible days. So I have started doing little things to wind down and recover from the usual work week.
- Venting – I am blessed with an amazing partner who is patient and listens to my hour long rants about everything and I pretty much exhaust myself from complaining but at the end of the venting session I feel so great and all the pent up frustrations and negativity isn’t there anymore (not sure how Andres feels though HAH)
- Shopping – I am not a shopaholic per say but I try and treat myself to a cute outfit every week. I am not a huge spender but I think I do feel good when I look good so why not , right?
- Cups of peppermint tea – need I say more?
- What would Tay Tay Do – Every now and again I like just turn up the volume and shake it off
to all the pop/ hip hop songs out there (hold your judgment please, thanks)
- Crafting – I try and get myself engrossed in some kind of crafty project every week (right now it’s all about creating a Great Gatsby themed cupcake tower). Although I am not a crafty person, I love the whole process of looking (mostly because pintrest is amazing!)
- Yoga – once I get myself on to the mat, everything else just slips away and I can completely switch off
- Indulge – chocolate to ice cream to creme brulee to pork belly (woah that escalated quickly)
- Planning – okay so may it isn’t winding per say but going through my calendars and to do lists helps me sort out my priorities and can I just say it is freaking fantastic feeling to go through your to do list and tick things you have finished #workaholic
So, I can’t think of more ways right now – mostly because it’s past midnight and I should be asleep now but, tell me what you think and maybe share your ways too?