The World in His Eyes

Sometimes I wish there was a report card to tell me if what i am doing in life is right. In the depths of PMS i sometimes feel inadequate or freakin' fabulous. Just depends really. No warning - the mood just hits me and sometimes i won't get moods at all. It so unpredictable. I could cry over something so stupid. I go through the whole "woe is me" routine. At the end of the day, i just want someone to tell me that i am doing ok. That my life will be ok. That the little life that i carried for 9 months will turn out to be a wonderful, confident and fabulous person in this world. That my mood swings won't make him scared of me. All i can whisper to him is that i love him and that i can do very well. It's funny how even though i think life is sucky sometimes, i look into those innocent eyes and see the world.

He who is only 2 years old can show me the world.

So i take a deep, quivering breath... and i know that life IS and WILL BE alright.

Wake Me Up - It's 2008!

It's like i woke up one day and the new year caught up with me. Too much thinking does that to you i think.

In 2008 - i am a bookworm. Sorting my way through Angus and Robertson's Top 100 books. I was pleasantly surprised to find that i had read a good number of them. My brain must be so dry. It needs words and stories and nouns and adjectives etc etc to quench its thirst. And to think all i wanted to do was learn french... now i am learning french... reading books... and also taking lots of photographs. I am going to do these because i want to. I need something to keep my brain ticking. I want to be free and creative.

Yup... french... books... photography. And lots of love.

2008 is going to be my year.