Clouds

"We're not the type

To go out and find others

Who are just like

The ones in our cupboard

We only see

What we read on the covers

We only bleed

If we're not seen by another"

What a crazy year it has been. I think it is safe to say my life was truly turned on it's head at the passing of a friend back in July.

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that’s all” - Oscar Wilde

Today I have had yet another mortality check. I love skydiving: the people, the thrill, the sport... but I hate the fact that it has claimed yet another life. One of the main reasons I have decided to give it up, is not my safety. It is not for my son. It is because I felt myself becoming immune to mourning. The reality is, if you are a skydiver, your friends will die. But it is also an industry (and lifestyle) which enables people to put up walls. I don't want to be a person who just shrugs, has a beer and then accepts that yet another comrade has fallen. I want to be able to feel sadness and rejoice that we were able to share memories and moments together during our short time on this earth. The attitude among most is one of acceptance. I never want to become complacent with life, and certainly never want to stop living... I choose to feel emotion, and not to block it out behind a front fuelled with bravado. 

The longest post in the history of blogging... My bad...

I am thrilled (and honoured) to have been nominated for this award by Renee @ Butterfly Kisses & Fairy Wishes.  I'm a tad overwhelmed by this, so will try and keep it brief and minimise rambling where possible!  Renee is an amazing photographer, and has two of the most delightful girls you could ever hope to meet. Her blog is inspiring and filled with mummy moments and magic, so please take the time to go and have a read through. One of my absolute favourite posts of hers is entitled "The week of the vexatious vagina", and I think I will leave the rest to your imagination... It is well worth a read though and I highly recommend having a look!

An introduction, of sorts...

Okay, here goes.

I suppose it's customary to start with a brief introduction, of sorts. I'm not exactly sure where to begin. I guess this might fluctuate from the past to present quite a bit, but I will try and keep my explanations minimal. I have a tendency to ramble so for this, I apologise in advance.