Just another day...

I happened upon today in a rather ordinary sort of way.

But it is different. It has to be.

And it certainly should be remembered.

Because a year ago today - my dad died.

There will be no big event to celebrate his life today - my family are busy with their commitments and life.

But his place is still there, in my happy memories, and I am happy to find him there.

His laughter, his hanky flicking, his hugs and his sleeping on the couch through our gatherings.

I love you dad.

xxx

Melissa a.k.a The Smosh.

We flew away to the mountains & it was good

This past Wednesday I found myself packing up my Blue Opel Zafira with lots of bags & food & kiddie stuff...and I put my kids and mom in there too...and together we went on an adventure. To see what we could see. 3 hours later, and my arms were a bit jelly like after a 40km drive over a dirt road, we arrived at Bushmans Nek. At Rocky Ridge.  We walked alot, hiked a cute mountain among baboons, swam in ice water, and sat by fires in the evening. And it was just grand. Simple pleasures bring me much happiness.

And Friday morning early I awoke to a knock on the bedroom window - and there was gallant Brod with his guitar bag in hand. Woosh - off my feet:) He does that.

Is it better to be right or happy?

I read something this past week...that when you are in an argument, stop and consider...is it more important for me to be right or happy? I would truthfully rather be happy.  That's a better place to be at.  I learnt this lesson many, many years ago - while sitting in a bath tub in a far away land. So it hit me quite forcefully when I read it.

I would rather be happy alot - than right all the time. There is more often a happier curve on my mouth.

xxx
Melis