And the next step is taken...

I started my 100 days yesterday and it is interesting that suddenly it is hard to know what to write.

Facebook, (the god of social media) is a useful tool at times. I have decided to write on there each day but rather then focusing on me, I want to focus on other people. I was quite confident what to write yesterday. I wanted to acknowledge my family and tell them I loved them.

Family is such a hard thing to define at times. My family, the one I was born into, has an interesting tendency to collect people. Not in a scary stalker way but rather in we are adopting you into our family group to have and to hold from this day forth. My mum and dad were experts in creating an extended family through friendships and I like to think that I have continued this tradition.
Family frustrates and fulfils, delights and despairs, raises me up and completely humbles me. So it was easy to write about them for day one of my post.

Today it was harder - I don't want to be trite and I do want people to pay attention - to feel better for just a moment and think. I realised I wanted to talk about my friend, Pam. She is the most amazing artist and an incredible woman. A woman of strength and conviction. I have been very lucky to have her in my life. She left job security and a familar environment to strike off to follow a dream - to get a Masters in Ceramics and make art. And her art is beautiful. So I have shared and I hope she is okay with that. She is family as much as a friend.

I need to keep pushing ahead - one step, one moment, one day. I can't quite get control of what I want to at the moment but that is okay
but that is okay. It has to be okay.

I did pilates yesterday and walked for a bit.

I didn't spend money on unnecessary items - well not really.

I spent time with a friend.

I spent time with family.

It was a good day.