Archive for September, 2012

A Mother’s Love

Posted in Uncategorized on September 25, 2012 by tivaniam

To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.
~ Maya Angelou

Fifteen years ago, if anyone would have said to me that my mother would become one of my favourite people, I would have laughed hysterically. During my formative, impressionable years, our relationship was strained and being a typical teenager, most of the advice I was given was usually met with some kind of mumbling and slamming of doors on my part. Needless to say, hindsight is a wonderful characteristic to possess and now that I am on the receiving end of slammed doors and eye rolling from my own pre-teen daughter, I can fully appreciate the sufferings and effort made by my mother.

This weekend, I found myself having precious quality time with my mother and aunt, both of whom are selfless, strong, independent women. Between several cups of tea and cake, we reminisced about old times and laughed at family photos taken over the years. During this laughing session, my daughter joined us and three generations of women with stories stretching through the evening, was shared. It was priceless. What I have learnt is that the relationship a woman possesses with influential women within her own family is absolutely critical for self-realisation and evolution. If you are fortunate enough to have a good relationship with your mother or a mother figure, you are infinitely blessed. Motherhood is not about biology. It is simply forging a relationship with an older woman who imparts wisdom and love and life lessons abundantly, something that can only be appreciated when you are older.

To my mum, thank you for the love you give me in abundance, for the advice you give me generously on every topic under the sun – sex included 🙂 – for the fun times we share, for being my enabler when I don’t want to diet, for being my biggest critic and greatest fan, for making me see the wood from the trees, for teaching me humility and compassion and most of all, for being non-judgmental when I make a mistake. You truly are a gem and I am honoured to call myself your daughter.

Crazy Stupid Love

Posted in Uncategorized on September 12, 2012 by tivaniam

This weekend, Mr G and I had the luxury of some quiet time together, so like most parents would do under the circumstance, we decided to watch a movie in blissful silence. Crazy Stupid Love, starring Steve Carell, whilst being a clichéd romance flick where everyone lives happily ever after, did have some credit due to Carell’s offbeat humour. I am not doing a movie review though, I simply make mention of the movie due to one important factor that was highlighted.

Love

Love (Photo credit: praram)

The crazy, stupid things we do when we are in love, especially when we are young.  I remember liking someone in primary school who was extremely creative and musical and so I thought, what better way to get his attention than to tape myself serenading him. In my very young mind, this would surely win him over. In lieu of payment (tokens for arcade games), I enlisted the help of my brother and cousin to be back-up singers and together we recorded our own version of Changing Faces and R. Kelly’s “Do you mind if I stroke you up” with my back-up singers doing their best falsetto’s to the “I don’t mind” part. Aside from the fact that we were (are) all tone deaf, our rather young minds never fully grasped the whole meaning behind the song. I am glad to say though that the tape never did make it to the intended recipient. My brother, in a fit of fury a day later, destroyed it due to non-payment by me. I was inadvertently saved from humiliation.Through the years, I have become a master at misdemeanours of the humiliating variety and I think with love, age is irrelevant. Wisdom tends to fly out the window with matters of the heart. For those of you who were lucky enough to be on the receiving end of this madness, I hope you have some sympathy for the rest of us.

Luckily for me, Mr G was obliging and married me happily. Who knows what would have happened if he didn’t.

My Gratitude List

Posted in Uncategorized on September 5, 2012 by tivaniam

This year has been the hardest and most challenging that I have had to face in a long time and through it all, my positivity has been at an all-time low – fifty shades of grey takes on a new meaning here! My righteous indignation makes it hard to keep perspective but a very small gesture yesterday inspired me to write this post.

This is my gratitude list. What’s yours?

When my eighth nanny left, I thought the world would end. I reluctantly hired number nine thinking I would get more of the same. When I got home yesterday to find her feeding my eleven year old daughter because she was sick, I knew that had to be love. I am grateful for the support I get from a helper who goes the extra mile and genuinely loves my kids.

Albeit demanding and frustrating, my day job ensures that I am constantly evolving. I am learning new things every day and my limit is always stretched, so much so, that I surprise myself sometimes with what I am capable of doing. The dynamic team I work with support me greatly in my career aspirations and I am grateful to be surrounded by such mentors who make me want to be better and do better.

Notwithstanding surplus fat, I am devoid of any serious or debilitating illness. My body has given life to two amazing children and I am very grateful for that.

I am grateful for a responsible, non-alcoholic, non-philandering husband. Our marriage is far from perfect and there are times when I question myself and whether marrying him was the best decision I made, BUT, I realise that in the grand scheme of things, he is wonderful in so many ways which overshadow the irritating bits.

I saw a woman scrambling into a taxi this week, having stood in a queue for over 30 minutes waiting for public transport. I was reminded that not so long ago, that was me! I am grateful beyond words for the car I own and the freedom to drive.

Lastly, but most importantly, I am grateful for something money can never buy. The gift of love in its purest form. The women I am closest to, who are ever present in my life and who remain constant in their unwavering support and love makes me grateful beyond measure.

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