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I think the time has come for me to write this blog's manifesto. This came to me after realising that some of my readers expect me to be better than I am. They expect me to smarter. They expect me to have 20/20 foresight. They expect me to be more positive. They expect me to do more than I do for my family. 

I am not quite sure how these expectations arose. I'm pretty sure I never promised my readers any of the above. Then again, sometimes I forget things.

So, I thought I should write a simple and, hopefully, clear statement of what my philosophy and goals are for this blog. That way, people can decide for themselves if this is the kind of blog they really want to read. I expect to lose some readers, but I think both they and I will be happier for having had the scales peeled from our eyes.

Here goes:


The philosophy underpinning this blog is that of learning. Learning through research and learning through experience. I will share what I am learning in my life and through sharing those things, I hope my readers might either learn from my experiences or better still analyse their own experiences and come up with their own conclusions about their own lives which they are very welcome to share with me and other readers through respectful comments.


To always be truthful about my life and experiences. I may not disclose every moment of my life, but whatever I do disclose will be as honest as it can be coming from my single point of view.

To grow and develop through sharing my thoughts and experiences and hearing my readers respectfully communicated thoughts and experiences.

To be a fallible human.

To admit that I am far from perfect.

To be flexible in the light of relevant new information.

To admit when I find I have thought, said or done wrong.

To never offer my life as a prime example of how other people should live their lives because I am prone to making mistakes I only realise down the track and because I acknowledge that my life is never going to be identical to anyone else's life in all the variables which call for the choosing of different solutions.

To be me. 
To be a mum. 
To be a writer. 
To be a person with a vision impairment. 
To be a person with ADHD. 
To be a person who wants to learn, but often stumbles and falters along the way and knows she is not alone in this. 
To be a person who would like to have more compassion and more empathy for other people in their lives as they are, rather than how I wish they were.

Furthermore I promise to:

Wear my heart on my sleeve.

Have personal integrity.

Believe in fairies at the bottom of the garden and all manner of things magical.

Believe in destiny.

Feel sorry for myself on occasion, whether I have a right to or not.

Be utterly ridiculous when the mood takes me.

Be wrong sometimes and not know it (and maybe not even believe it).

Be wildly optimistic.

Rage at injustice.

Adore my children.

Adore my husband.

Complain about my children.

Complain about my husband.

Laugh inappropriately.

Swear once in a while.

Change my mind.

Change it back.

Make take a chance.

Fall short.


Never make all of my readers happy all of the times.

Sometimes make none of my readers happy.

Ask for advice when I want it.

Try really hard to remain polite (but, please don't push it, I have a Scorpio Moon and a Scorpio Rising and beyond a certain point I cannot be responsible for what comes out of my mouth).

One final point - about comments...

I love comments - especially warm and fuzzy comments. I don't love comments containing unsolicited advice - if I want unsolicited advice I need only call my mum. I don't mind comments which respectfully disagree with me. I am no fan of comment which have the sole purpose of disparaging me or people I care about. 

So, there you have it. 

If any of this doesn't sit well with you, that is totally cool with me. You will plenty of blogs out there with just the sort of posts you're looking for - go for it, I'm more than happy to share the blogging love!

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