I’m a mother, I’m a daughter. I’m a daughter , I’m a mother.

3 weeks ago my mamma underwent a scheduled surgery involving reconstruction of a bone and skin grafting. Being that we live in different continents and not being able to leave my boys at the time all I could do was pray for a successful surgery.

That day I found myself deep-rooted in the ‘middle’ generation. Between my parents and my children. It’s quite a privileged place to be and yet it’s that place and time in my life I find myself praying for the good health of my parents and for the good health and development of my children. It’s a magical place and an un matchable emotion to be a parent and a child.

I have had the urge to fulfil my call of duty as a daughter to help care for my mother and my father who is so dedicated in  nursing my mother back to a speedy and healthy recovery. However to do this I need to for a few days not be a mother and leave my children to be looked after by their father and grandmother.  A strange place to be as both roles are equally important to me.

Nurturing my nurturer and nurturing my babies.

I am on my way to be the daughter.

What goes around…£10

A week ago I wanted to place £10 in a charity box.  I did not have the cash and was not close to an ATM.  While on my chores run, I was at the supermarket and self-checked out my purchases.  On my way out I realised I had a a £10 voucher I should have used.  I went to Customer Service to see if they would honour it and they gave me £10 back!  Guess where I went with that note???  YUP!  To the Charity Box!

Today, as I was checking out of my week’s groceries including a purchase of soft drinks and juices to feed the homeless (through the YAWC), I handed some papers to the lady thinking – ‘probably a few pennies will be knocked off’.  As it turned out… I got £10 off my shopping of the drinks I purchased for the homeless!!

The circle of energy… The circle of giving, getting, and intentions…