Thank God for friends to share and tear in hope and vain who slap me across the face and say “Wake up, avoid stagnation and get your shit together”. She made me realise that I had to jump out of my self-pity and call to function and purpose.
“Each year on Anzac Day, New Zealanders (and Australians) mark the anniversary of the Gallipoli landings of 25 April 1915. On that day, thousands of young men, far from their homes, landed on the beaches of the Gallipoli Peninsula, in what is now Turkey.
Can you remember a time when after countless attempts, your two year old wouldn’t stay in bed, so you let them stay up until they finally fell asleep in your arms and you carried them to bed?
Has your four year old ever, packed a tantrum that screamed the supermarket down, so you gave him/her a kinder surprise to shut them up
The significance of harakeke in Māori culture, are it’s medicinal properties and the artistic value of the beautiful harakeke leave.
Harakeke also has many medicinal uses. The sticky sap or gum that it produces was applied to boils and wounds and used for toothache. The gel which oozes from the freshly-cut stems has similar healing properties to Aloe Vera, useful in treating skin irritations such as eczema and burns.
It was during the Victorian era, where every flower began to symbolize something. It is said that because of the strict protocol of that era, feelings and thoughts were not openly expressed between men and women, leading to an elaborate “flower language” or “floriography” being developed.
I was tagged by my very young fellow blogger, tanishq who is encouraging his grandma to read my blogs with the hope she will blog too.
So I have answered these question honestly, to inspire tanishq’s grandma…:)
Be outwardly caring. Be a giver. No matter the reason. Be passionate and extend your boundaries and remind those you love that you love them enough to make them feel extra special on a special day. You will be amazed at the joy you will receive in return.