Today is day 12 of Blogtober 2017, and definitely one of the easier themes to write about-Love.
I have a lot of loves in my life, not all of them people-some of them things-some of them material, some of them not.
All of them, however, give me the strength and positivity I need to get through even the toughest days.
We were once a big, extended family-with occasions dominated by a massive table, full of the ones I love.
Obviously, as time goes on, you lose some of those you love, and this is no exeption in my case.
Now, I’m left with a little circle of close family.
My Husband-who’s also my best friend, is the world and more to me-I literally can’t imagine a day without him. We’ve been friends since we were 7-almost 24 years. Obviously our love is strong for each other, but it’s our friendship, I believe makes it even stronger, and makes life easier to get through. We laugh (sometimes until I can’t breathe)-one of my favourite sounds is him hysterically laughing. And we share, not only a marriage, and a home, but two of the most amazing, incredible children.
My Babies-as mentioned above-Kye and Olivia-May are pretty much the most awesome people I’ve ever known. They say when you have your children, you will feel a different kind of love-a love never felt before-and I couldn’t agree more. I would lay down my life for these kids, and spend every waking minute making sure they’re safe and happy, and feel loved.
My babies doesn’t just refer to my son and daughter. I have love for three other babies-those that we never got to meet-but were so wanted and so loved from the moment we knew they were in my tummy. We never got to see them grow or hear their voices, but we love them all the same.
My Dad-the most amazing Dad I could ever have asked for. The bond between a Father and his Daughter is something I’ve always been told shows incredible strength and love. I knew this, of course, after growing up being as thick as thieves with my own Father.
Our bond was unbreakable, and he gave me the best childhood-regardless of any ups or down’s we may have had.
My love for him is as strong as it was when I was “Daddy’s Pumpkin” all those years ago-and, although I’m often saddened by how much less I get to see him, and how life has gotten in the way of our time, I still know he’s my Dad, and his love for me hasn’t changed.
I live my life with him constantly in my mind, making sure everything I do will make him proud and never disappointed in me-he’s my guiding light (even if he doesn’t realise it). If that’s not unconditional love, I don’t know what is.
There are many other members of the family I love and care for-and I feel blessed that, although I don’t have a Mum, I have people who are willing to step up and be a parent figure for me. Support is one of the main ingredients to make love stronger-and I definitely have support in the bucket load.
Love of ‘things’.
Before you say it, I do realise you can’t feel the same love for ‘things’, in the way you can for people.
However, I often say I love certain things in passing conversation-and I realise they really are important to me, to make me who I am and keep me happy!
My Bed-I genuinely get into my bed every night, turn to my husband and say “Ooh, I love my bed”.
I really really do-and if it wasn’t for school runs and work (although I could do that from my bed), I’d probably spend a lot more time in there!
Netflix-Seriously, what would we do without Netflix? I LOVE Netflix!
Food-This is a given right? I can’t diet, I love food wayyyy too much.
My Job-I’m good at it, I enjoy it-it gives me purpose and a confidence I haven’t had in a long time-I definitely love my job, and everything about it (except the eye strain when I’ve been on the laptop for the majority of the day).
Candles-Ask anyone that knows me, and they’ll tell you I have an infatuation with candles. My entire windowsill is full of them, and I sometimes carry some up to bed with me so I can enjoy them up there too. I’m currently loving the Gingerbread Jar Candles from Home Bargains (I may have also bought the wax melts too).
I love looking back and remembering, places I’ve been or people I’ve met/known. Some of my fondest memories are from when I was a child-spending Sunday afternoons with my massive family, especially my Grandparents. I love remembering how loved I was, and how much fun I had.
I now vlog every now and again to go alongside blog posts. Because of this, I have lots of lovely videos, which have recorded special days-birthdays, our first family holiday, days out, and just silly moments that the children have been part of. If blogging ended tomorrow, I’d be grateful that I had the opportunity to make these memories and record them.
I suppose, Love is pretty complex when you analyse it. It’s made up of so many components, and isn’t just finding someone you love, and loving people. Love makes up a lot of our personality, and I suppose moulds you into the person you wake up as every single day.
It certainly does wonders for me-feeling loved, being loved, and loving others-definitely is the life for me.