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Happy Shiny People are my type

Who are your favorite people to be around?

Hello my friend

Can I just say the title they don’t have to be shiny because that might be strange almost alien 👽 like, so stick to what is written BeLoW.

Let’s get straight into it today, the prompt that is. Who are my favourite people to be around? Simple, happy 😃, optimistic, people with enough intelligence to hold a conversation, people that have empathy and are kind, but have that witty spark ⚡️. People who suddenly burst into a one line of a song because maybe a word has reminded them of the song 🎶 or a colour or anything. The sort of people who you wouldn’t put together as a group, but that’s the best group, age, colour, creed nor gender matter when you have happiness in your heart you just radiate sunshine that spreads to everyone around you

My tagline is Kim-Louise, Spreading Smiles. I have used that for many years, partly because happy people make better choices in life. So smile and share some of that glow

Sending Smiles Across the Miles

Kim-Louise

Don’t do what I did

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I just could not stand the thought of another raised voice, a painful moment, not being able to do the things that I loved. Always feeling judged, lonely, and unloved, no make that unlovable. It took a lifetime to tip me over the edge, but I slid into a spiral. I felt like was sliding and spinning out of control, my actions were not me but I just wanted to sleep, FOREVER

The safety net that I carefully had built to protect myself from harm, disappeared that day, non-contactable. No one was to blame but my own Mental State, I looked at the tablets and they just seemed to fall into my hands and I didn’t care about anything. The only thing that mattered to me was to take as many tablets as I could before I fell asleep and then I would be at peace.

In my sleepy stupor, I sent 3 text messages saying I love you, take care. One person realised it was out of character and rang me, my best friend, she had been out that day and missed my call but just received my text. She played Guardian Angel that day, calling an ambulance and rallying troops. I admit I was not grateful because I wanted to die, to sleep eternally. I was angry. How dare these people interfere with my wishes, they don’t know what has happened to me in my life.

Ok, so I am thoughtless, uncaring and selfish. I am weak, ungrateful and irresponsible. How dare I try to end a life that is so precious when people are trying to dearly hang on to theirs. I agree but you see this is where Mental Health issues kick in, I didn’t do this to come back on a cry for help, nor for a pity party. I am so tired of living in a body that does not function properly and a mind that is still troubled with PTSD all through domestic violence. I am not me anymore, I cannot do what I used to do and I am 57 not in my 80s yet. I have been like this since 2009, I probably have been in this spiral for a long time it just took a disagreement with one of my adult children and I hit rock bottom, and I lost sight of my light.

Now the aftermath of this is obvious, I am here unless I am a Ghost Writing this. got to get a smile into the gloom. I know I was in a bad way one of my daughters was with me and she said I was rushed into the resuscitation room and she was ushered into the family room with her friend. Quite matter of fact she informs me that is when the world stopped, for half an hour her head didn’t think straight, her stomach churned and she thought of her children. what would she say to them and time slowed to almost nothing. This didn’t affect me, strange because I love my children and grandchildren, but I had no emotions.

That afternoon and evening whilst the nurses and doctors fought to save me, something died in me, and what rose from the ashes of the thorns that had surrounded me for so long was a new understanding of the darkness that lives inside of us all. I never would have thought that I would ever have done something so awful as that when actually, my life was not even my own, pain controlled me, and memories stopped me from living my life. I had spent my life feeling unloved, no unloveable, where actually it was my fault because I did not love myself.

How the hell could I love myself when I never remember my mother saying a nice thing to me. Now I feel sad that I took that overdose, I feel for anyone that feels the need to reach for an ending to life, it’s not the answer honestly.

I kept being asked, “Did you mean to do it?” “Yes” is the answer

“Was it a cry for help “No” is the answer

“are you going to do it again” ” I can honestly say NO because it is, not my time yet”

From now on Domestic Violence, PTSD and disability and now the Suicide attempt are there as mountains I have overcome and this last experience I am still recovering from it. I just want to say don’t ever feel alone build a net make it strong if things are bad there are always people to ring or contact on the internet. I couldn’t list all that’s available just in the UK so just the NHS guidelines of where to go and the Samaritans are below. A search on the internet and you will find the relevant helplines for your areas and country.

Now I am the creator of a Bucket of Smiles and that is my theme from now on I want, no I will be making buckets of smiles every day to send out to share, look out for updates

Kim Louise is back and no longer wearing a crown of thorns that was placed on me as a child, and that has grown with me all my life, now the thorns have turned to dust and a beautiful wreath of smiling pansies and rosebuds encircles my head and a true smile I can wear, because let the haters hate be they Family, Friends or Joe & Karen Public. I have spent my life doing what has been expected of me, yes sir, no ma’am, always happy to help. when I became disabled suddenly, I was no longer useful, I couldn’t give lifts (couldn’t drive), couldn’t bake cakes, way too ill. the list went on. Now I am only going to do what gives me pleasure in life and what is good for me. Not on a selfish note just a self-preservation for my mental health. If I can help you I will, If I can say anything that might help I will, but no longer can I continue to be knocked down for other people’s fun.

Sending Smiles to you all

Kim Louise

Help in the UK

Samaritans https://www.samaritans.org https://www.samaritans.org/how-we-can-help/contact-samaritan/talk-us-phone/

https://www.nhs.uk/nhs-services/mental-health-services/where-to-get-urgent-help-for-mental-health/

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I am but one voice

So staring at this blank screen is like staring at my life,

The past once so full and rich has gone, cut off with a knife.

A Metaphor you’re thinking for something I have lost,

No, my dear, I can answer, a knife, a boot, but a fist the most.

I am now invisable, a remnant of myself,

left broken and alone gathering dust upon a shelf.

Domestic Violence is a crime and should be punished I agree,

But with PTSD and left disabled, alone in another town why should it be me?

Bitterness has turned to please Karma where have you gone?

Have you abandoned me also? I have been alone for, oh, so very long.

Or do I not exist, from the time he walked out the door?

I want to be seen, my story told, no longer invisible, it’s time now to be bold.

Take a stand, well a wheelchair for me, Abuse and Violence needs to stop NOW.

I am but one voice lost , my children and I were moved safely somehow.

We are lucky, some are not, I am not complaining , I’m alive.

Its heartbreaking to think of those that don’t survive.

So if you have been affected, or feel the pain in some way

Don’t you think its time we stood together united have our say.

Man or woman it matters not bullying should be no more

Life should be for love and laughter, show hatred out, shut the door.

Kim Louise 2021

Night of the patient Outpatient overload

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Hello, it’s me, wow what a time I have had. Would be good to say I enjoyed it but no the opposite is the truth. The story thus far:

After feeling drained and under the weather since Christmas, on a Sunday a few weeks back my girls had a disagreement, one more vocal than the other. Actually, if I am, to be honest, the one being very vocal, using extremely harsh words, and the shouting was awful and this aggravates my PTSD, I had to raise my voice to make her leave the room, which always upsets me and brings on headaches. Later that day I felt like a balloon burst inside my head, I heard the noise and slowly things faded away. I shuffled to my bed and spoke to one of my girls, then the next thing I knew I had Paramedics surrounding me. I found it difficult to understand what was going on or to make them understand me, I knew who my family were so why did they keep saying she won’t recognise anyone. Decision made hospital was required, that will stay with me as the night of the patient outpatient overload.

Worcester Hospital A&E was groaning, bricks and mortar being forced apart at every join, ambulances arriving, bodies piling, no room to be seen. Corridors full, Ambulances stood still, triage to be assessed whilst still on board. Nurses feet were dashing, Dr’s stethoscope flashing and x-ray hadn’t slowed down for hours.

I lay on this trolley saying take me home I’m ok, nothing wrong with me this day, my family just shook their heads and said mum just lie still. Hours passed trolleys moved, patients came and some they went. Still, I lay there, the nurse then Dr, CT scan I think you need, results come back you have had a little bleed, well that took the smile off my face and made me want to cry “not again” “I’ve been there before” but I smile and said what now then Doc, Admittance to the stroke ward when a bed is free but the hospital is busy not easy, so sorry, he said and I felt for the staff, deeply .

You have had a stroke – NOooooo I am only 51

No stroke It is an aneurysm(a blood clot) in an unusual place – wow I had this 8 yrs ago

it has burst no

this how the conversations were going and after 5 days I was allowed home with no answers and just a QE Birmingham app will follow this up now.

Stranded, Isolated, Scared, Concerned.

My discharge sheet is a bunch of contradictions and some bizarre medications that I definitely don’t take. So I wait for a letter with what may or may not be a ticking time bomb in my head. Because the NHS dying, the nurses are run off their feet and work long hours, lay quietly the conversations are amazing, one nurse left because she earns more in retail and working fewer hours, others work agency because the pay is better. A nurse travels from Bristol to Worcester several days a week, she is an agency nurse I will say a fantastic nurse at that. Where are our nurses? who knows. Our NHS is in need of some medical help, I met some fantastic nursing staff but when you there and A&E is overflowing literally out through the doors, both sides of the corridor is full and some of the side corridors it is not acceptable to the staff or patients.

These problems have been exasperated by the closure of local A&E department in other hospitals again due to the ever decreasing money pit available to the NHS.

The question I ask myself is who is to blame?

is it the Government should they give more money to the NHS?

is it the influx of immigrants putting a massive strain on an already tight budget?

is it the mismanagement of funds within the NHS i.e. too many managers, not enough workers?

There has to be a way to bring our NHS back to life. Peoples health is suffering because hospitals are not able to fully do the job they need to, in many cases its patch up and ship out, obviously, I am talking about my experience in one hospital and times I have been told of others having issues and Gp’s well that’s another story. ..

So here I am PTSD spiking, head is aching, snow is melting, and I am so so cold but I am going to leave you with a smile and just a thought, yesterday is passed, tomorrow is just a promise, but today is here so enjoy, I am so grateful that I am here and breathing.

#WorcesterRoyalHospital #hospital #nurses #NHS #stroke #aneurysm #PTSD

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Ideas flood a mind in a body broke

Too many ideas flood my mind.

I’m guessing it’s cause I’m sat on my behind

Words to be written 1000’s to pour out

|Then there’s the painting, drawing, charcoals, so many I shout.

Craftwork crochet? no knitting, no sewing I think!!

Oh, and scenes to make of miniature worlds fantasy to shrink.

Reading books stacked high, courses to start.

A language to learn, no I’m not smart.

All this time I struggle, my body it aches.

Stops me from moving, oh and keeps me awake.

My body is damaged, it doesn’t matter how.

Dwelling on the past won’t help now.

So, a bucket list firstly of what I want to achieve

A timetable, flexible so all projects have a chance to take seed.

The budget, beastly word but time to get tough.

I guess my finances need sorting, they do look a bit rough.

A calendar or diary for appointments and such

Well, I might get invited to lunch, you never know my luck.

What else can I work on in my aim to improve,

Oh no! Oh well, weight and how do I lose

I’m going to share my opinions on anything I like.

Customer service to memories of my Yamaha Bike.

The lyrics of a current favourite song or a film review

BECAUSE I CAN AT LAST DO WHAT I WANT TO DO…

Kim Louise 2016

Words from a domestic abuse victim, no not victim, Victor. Life suppressed for many years till now free but the body is broken and the mind free, no escaping so I thought, but there is always a way and this is my way.

Away we go

What do you enjoy most about writing?

Once more into the breach dear friends

Hello, how are you? Wow it’s been a while. So tell me what have you been doing and how is everyone?

I miss you, I love you, you are my world. In this life and the next, I will find you and destroy your happiness. He was mine till you killed our love with poison words.

That is why I love writing because WORDS are powerful, wonderful, thought provoking, exciting and so many more emotive thoughts. The written word can enrage or soothe, excite or scare, teach or spread propaganda.

Used in a positive way I find words soothe me as in song words .

I write for children with tales of wonder wrapped in fact

I write for adults of facts woven with artistic licence.

I write poetry to expand and please the mind

I write fact for us to remember lives as they were before all is lost.

I write because that’s who I am.

Write a short story a week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”

Ray Bradbury

Free to visit

Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?

Hello, 👋 yes I’m back again. I didn’t think I would be, you see I didn’t see the point, I tell you what I’m thinking, and well that’s boring for anyone to read. I lost myself for a while I guess we all do some more than others, me I get lost from my bedroom to the bathroom in the night. Yes I am that bad. Anyway I saw this prompt about my favourite place I have visited and well this is a perfect time of year to tell you about it.

So, first thing it’s free to visit, thank goodness as I have been there so many times. I find there is something to cover every subject. Hope, love, friendship, family, maybe today I am seeing the brighter side, because if you stay to longer it can be exhausting. Same can be said of anywhere I guess.

You can visit alone or with family or friends, or a group of people depending on what interests they have.

By now you are going Ohhh I know, and so you might but when I revisit old memories or picture albums or even photos in this digital age I don’t look back with regret I look back with happiness that the moment happened, everyone of those revisited moments good or bad has led to this moment now. I may not be doing what I had intended but my children are adults and doing well.

I visit my memories and photographs often to remind myself, how lucky I have been to have survived the D/V I went through, the endless moving to protect my children, the disability and loss of everything home, family and friends.

The one thing I have is that perfect place I can visit Memories whether down Photograph Lane, tucked away in Corner of My Mind or Digital Parade. I have three favourite places all connected that I can share or not, places that everyone should visit with the same thought-

Memories are a snapshot from behind us.

They form who we have become, our love, our trust.

My memories cause me to laugh at what I’m wearing

Then sometimes a little tear spills, see I can still be caring.

I disappear into the vaults of yesteryear for five minutes.

Then find I have been there for hours, so let’s wing it.

People who have left this world, I see their smiling faces.

My babies all grown ups and having all their own places.

So ask me once again do I have a favourite place to visit?

My answer is yes, the past where all my photos tell a story a perfect place to visit..

Kim Louise dec 2025

Come visit me

What does your ideal home look like?

Hello my friend,

Some time has passed since we last spoke, for that I am extremely sorry. I have not been in the mood to write, if I am to be honest I am not sure where I have been or what my mind has been doing, it has been on a magical mystery tour without me. Anyway this popped up about my ideal home, well how could I not share this with you!

Firstly I live in two worlds and the one I know the best is inside my head . When writing ✍🏽 it is a retreat for me, and it comes from something said when I was young. Overhearing an adult saying that I had my head in the clouds I started constructing my own castle in the clouds.

This castle has never changed in its design and is to be honest basic except for the book collection which covers 50% of the castle walls with a ladder that encircles all of the bookcases on a track.

I sit on this huge window ledge writing , painting and sewing happy and in peace.If it’s cold there is a roaring fire in a magnificent fireplace , if warm the window is open and I hear birds singing.

It reminds me of certain Disney films and some fairytales but not in cartoon form. All I can say it’s there I go when looking for ideas , peace, escapism.

Here in the real physical, actual world, oh I have a dream don’t we all? To live in the perfect house suitable for my needs that would be a wow.

Here I go firstly a bungalow, but not a small one on a housing estate. I dream of having one that allows my wheelchair to go through the front door, wide spacious entrance hall, with a large living room to display my collectibles. Then a good sized kitchen/dining room that hopefully leads to a nice garden 🪴 patio area. All has to be wheelchair accessible as the time may come when I need the wheelchair more. Two Bedrooms, mine having an en-suite wet room/bathroom, plus walk in closet, again plenty of room to get about. The second bedroom decent size not that I anticipate guests just maybe my granddaughter occasionally.

Then my pièce de résistance would be my library/ office, floor to ceiling custom built book cases with glass doors to protect the books from dust. Every subject I can think of and years of collecting rare and old books. It would just be fitting to see them in the best setting I can give them. My desk old and marked but perfect for me with its leather inlay, my pc 🖥️ on another desk with printers lying silent. The bungalow is ready to move in clean and fresh

Oh I nearly forgot in the back garden is a rather large shed but when you step inside it is a a hobby shop or craft room whatever you want to call it. All my paints and transfers are waiting for me in there

A walkway joins my chalet/bungalow to my workshop and the borders are made up of fragrant herbs, as you go down it.

A pergola covers the patio ready to provide shade in the sun. This peaceful haven is just a short wheelchair from a quaint village that has everything needed including company, not that I seek company too often. My rules change living there, if out in the village having a coffee or working on a painting or most importantly writing no mobile phone allowed, I lived without it for many years and now the thing rules my life. So my ideal dream home has a sign

Visitors please don’t bring your phones in here, they seriously damage our conversation.

I guess we all dream and dreams hurt no one, for now I give thanks I have a roof over my head and space to move. I am slowly working towards turning my home into my castle and bungalow combination, so it could be said I am living the best of two worlds in one.

Stay safe, stay happy, smile on my friends

Till we meet again

Adiós 👋 Hwyl 👋Auiho 👋 Salut,👋 Au revoir 👋Auf Wiedersehen 👋Arrivederci 👋Zàijiàn 👋 Sayōnara 👋Annyeong 👋. Do svidaniya 👋 bye🤗

Apologies if I have misspelled or missed your language out I just picked a random amount so I could say bye to all

Kim-Louise

The future?

What are you most excited about for the future?

Hello dear readers of today, have I missed some major news article regarding the future? No I didn’t think so. Let me entertain you with the of life ME

Now we have a word called yesterday, well it’s gone nothing you can do about it, it happened, move on, it’s behind you (in the words of my mental health provider). With a flick of the wrist as if pushing an imaginary past behind her, she dismissed my whole domestic violence background and other major life struggles, as if puff 💨 wow, everything would disappear. Big mistake Woman, I wasn’t alone, I had a friend with me. 1. To push my wheelchair. 2. To help me with memory and stop me from freezing up. 3. Because of my PTSD I am terrible at being alone, no change that I couldn’t be alone when out.

My friend witnessed every word said, Claire has become my friend over the years I have known her, but her official title is personal assistant (posh for carer).

So back to yesterday, gone but Hell and Damnation it is not forgotten, all our yesterdays make us who we are and are learning curves( supposed to be). Also just to be a tiny bit pedantic here but if we are to forget YESTERDAY isn’t that what history is a culmination of all of the yesterdays of the world? 🌍

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it. ‘ George Santayana

Ok moving on

Today, the Present. Well each day is a new start and it’s a chance to right wrongs , finish tasks, watch that movie you have been promising you would, but how many people make full use of each moment. We are allotted an amount of time in this world, a commodity that you cannot buy or sell, ok smart arse, yes clocks and watches etc but they don’t lengthen your life. The issue is how many people use their time to the max (I don’t). I leave so much not done even though I have plans, nothing falls into place, the harder I seem to try the worse it gets. I keep saying I just want the house and garden to look like my plans to be tidy not jumbled and bop there is always an issue. We should all be living our best life and I guarantee not many people are.

I am lucky to have a home I know that , I am lucky to have furniture to fill it and I am grateful for what I have. Becoming disabled in my late 40s and being uprooted so many times has made life so difficult. I am grateful I was able to protect my children as they asked, it cost me family and friends and I live alone now, the children have grown and I am redundant as are all parents eventually. I just would have liked my present to have been a little more settled. That’s enough of my present.

Now we go the future , who know what will happen, I don’t see peace anytime soon, I would like to see order in my life so I can concentrate on finish some of the projects I have waiting in the sidelines

I never think of the future.It comes soon enough.” – Albert Einstein.

Truth is I am not looking forward nor backward I am concentrating on now, because, yesterday is past, tomorrow is whisper away, today is all I have here in the present

With love as ever

Kim-Louise

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” – Buddha

Alas No More

What’s your go-to comfort food?

Hello my friend ,

We meet at such a sad moment, I shall be very brief on this ~ go to comfort food (sob). To make myself heard I repeat ((SOB)).

I was always torn between corned beef sandwiches on white bread with butter and a layer of tomato ketchup, Heinz tomato 🍅 ketchup at that. Always made me feel good, of course only one thing could top that Cadburys chocolate, oh my goodness, now that was the closest thing to floating for me. Those two were my go to comfort foods sweet and savoury.

“There is no sincerer love than the love of food,” by George Bernard Shaw

But now the closest I get to a comfort food is a fresh fruit salad with nectarines or a freshly cooked chicken fillet with a Caesar salad.

Explanation well through life I have needed a lot of comfort food, yes needed, life has been difficult, is the polite way of saying it. Now the need is to lose the residue of the comfort food, also known as FAT, wibbly, wobbly , jiggly excess, surplus to requirements, scale busting, obese morbidly (yes according to the charts). This triple bellied hippo has spent the last 37 days surprising no one but myself, eating healthy food and loving it. No processed or pre prepared food just healthy (boy is it expensive) living.

Drinking water and plenty of it, gone from coffee, white, two sugars to coffee black one sweetener but prefer Stevia (all natural sweetener from stevia plant). Admit I still have the odd zero can of pop/soda which is ok.

I just can’t believe this snuffling comfort eater has changed so quickly. All it took was a look in the mirror and a realisation this is not who I want to be.

So I truly look forward to the next thirty something days to seeing less of me and as I am now 16lb lighter I will no longer be a triple bellied Hippo I will be a double bellied Hippo

Take care my dear

Yours a little lighter

Kim-Louise 😊

A Little Bit of This

Which activities make you lose track of time?

Hell my Friend,

How are things with you today, how is life treating you, please tell me you are wearing a smile 😀 I am sending them out every day for free. They cure so many issues try one on, did you know truly one size fits all.

So here we are talking about these random things and here comes another conversation starter, that’s if you have someone to talk to, so ok you have guessed it I don’t so I talk to you my friend . Random because I could actually be talking to myself. Then again that would be nothing new for me. I have talked to myself through marriages(well that’s how it felt), bringing the children up(we all know what kids are like, yes mum, of course mum, out of sight, what does she know) and it has become a habit now I am alone. Sorry I am digressing from my initial conversation, oops.

So I can sense time passing around me but I am in a bubble an it feels fantastic when doing anything creative constructive or art anything like that. But top of my away with the fairy’s where time does not exist, give me a good book and I happily will stay curled up and read cover to cover and breathe of course. You could call it my Perfect Time Machine, well I can move anywhere in space time and realities in a book and when I take my head out of it, I have moved further forward in time,

“But meanwhile, time flies; it flies never to be regained.” –Virgil

Ok so I am a day late with posting this probably because I fell asleep before I could press post

Yours truly

Kim-Louise

Oh bother

What bothers you and why?

Dear Friend

I just wanted to say you look good today. No don’t shake your head you are looking good. Don’t give me the I’m to old or skinny, rotund or haven’t got me teeth in, whatever excuse you are going to think of I am telling you that I think you look amazing. Please keep that in mind and, hang on 👣👣👣👣👣👣👣 ok I’m back can you catch this

That’s it, my bucket 🪣 of smiles, take a handful for yourself and share them out, give a smile to a stranger that you meet, it maybe the only friendly gesture on their street. Share those smiles far and wide, I always make many more, actually a fresh batch every day, I can find and post the recipe another day.

Ah that leads me to what bothers me the most, right here and now, in 2025, without being political because I could kick up a storm there. No I promised myself to be a better person in, err, starting, um, err, July 2025 .

What bothers me the most here and now is how little happiness is found in the United Kingdom 🇬🇧. Even during war time people pulled together and helped one another out. Ok not everyone but a percentage of the population got together. Now people have lost all ability to socialise and enjoy themselves hooked on mobile phones. It’s a sad place to live when schools are so concerned about safeguarding the wrong things that actual bullying goes unseen. When children can’t talk about their heritage because the British heritage is seen as not part of multi cultural. Our pensioners are concerned about their future with every government statement All this bothers me because our country is a sad place to live, NOW.

All I would love to do is share smiles to those that need them, what’s a disabled dizzy diva to do

Non of this is intended to cause upset to anyone this is just what bothers me

Much love and friendship to you

Kim-Louise

Experience

What do you think gets better with age?

Hello, I do hope you are well.

It’s been a strange week full of nothingness, seriously a week where nothing has affected my thoughts or emotions, I have just literally just glided through this week with little to no recollection to what I have done, said, or felt. It is almost like I have dreamt this week away, I have checked with people and they say I have appeared normal(well they obviously don’t know me that well). So oh well another week added onto my age with nothing achieved.

Leading nicely to my next piece, when I was younger all I could think was older people that included 35+ yrs were past it for anything but sleeping, snoring, passing wind and asking if you had clean underwear on in case you got hit by a bus( must have been a thing when I was growing up) hated to say to Nan they wouldn’t be clean for long if I got hit by a bus 🤭.

Now I am a lady with 59 yrs of earth experiences I can give you a few examples of things that get better with age

Sex, if you relax like and want it
Outlook on life, you should have had enough experience to be able to inwardly think, that doesn’t need to affect me so let it go
Sex you know what you like so don’t settle for second best
Your kids grow up and leave home. Now when you are younger you think oh my babies no I don’t want them to grow up – trust me you do – when they leave and your home becomes your home, you love their visits but as you get older you love the peace.
Finally Sex . Some people think as you age it is taboo. Off the table, no it is better than ever because you don’t have all those hang ups from before ,

You are an amazing creation just go through life from beginning to end and celebrate every new experience and learn from it. For with age generally comes wisdom, maybe not with everyone, in the majority of cases.

Nothing I write is ever meant to offend anyone, whatever I write is my own thoughts, findings or experiences I will let you decide which is which and what is what

Have a wonderful life because we have no idea what time we will have on this spinning sphere in a vast universe of darkness.

I just try to live each day as if it was my last therefore every day is a fairly good day

Bye for now

Kim-Louise

I Own Up

What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?

My dear friend,

Thank you for stopping by for this quick chat, how are you today? Yes I am fine thank you 😉.

Now as I was having a look at these random prompts that appear, supposedly to help with our writing, but really some things you just want to answer NO. Then leave it and see if anyone questions what do you mean NO, I might do it one day and not in context either. Well you’re my friend so of course I would pre warn you. Anyway I digress again, I saw today’s little jog for the writing and thought I have an absolute wonder of an answer for you.

What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?

Answer 1. NO ( Only joking)

2. What is the point in planning strategies to increase comfort, in a world not suited to strategic thinking or planning.

Instead I

a. Aim to wake each morning

b. Live as stress free life as possible

c. Make as few plans or strategic contingencies for my comfort as possible,

Then life just keeps me sailing day to day, me and my wheelchair, my pain dealt with daily and no plans needed strategic or otherwise. I like life to be uncomplicated as is possible.

Now I am going to leave it there and do something else, till we meet again, because we will if we are supposed to and all that stuff.

Take care my dear.

Life My Friends.

What are you most excited about for the future?

Hello again, Hola!, Bonjour, Hallo, Konnichiwa, Olá, Hei, Marhaba, Salām, Dia dhuit, Guten tag, Geia, Aloha, Namaste, Bongu, Ya’at’eeh, Helo, and hi in just a smattering of languages from all around the world, I apologise if I have missed a particular country but with over 100 ways to say hello in different places throughout the world, it would take me a while.

The thought process behind all those hellos was to do with my future. You never know who, what, where anything could happen to you. Our future is just like an hour glass, shifting sand beneath our feet. You either fight against the moving sand and live an interesting life of adventure or let the sands of time just pull you along till you are gone.

This is what I am most excited about in my future the unpredictability of life, the challenges that are ahead. I am making no plans because the best laid plans are always there to be tripped up or broken. My life is about waking every morning with a smile and being thankful for the new day I have, for all the people I might get the opportunity to say Hello to. That is what I am excited in my future, anything else that happens is a bonus.

Life is what I am excited about in the future, because without precious life there is no future.

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” – Oscar Wilde

I never think of the future – it comes soon enough

Stay happy my friends if you find that hard , then look around you everyone is trying to work this game of life out and the first step is be happy, pass it on

Much love 🥰