Hello, my name is Melissa, and I’m an addict…

Wouldn’t it be nice to choose your own addiction? Instead of Barbecue Shapes or sitting on the couch, I’d like to be addicted to jogging, and, oh I don’t know, celery sticks wrapped in lettuce.
Just a disclaimer, this attachment is simply for a laugh, making light of something actually serious. Many people have suffered addiction to various things for many reasons. And, while certain behaviours are often inexcusable, a little non-judgemental thinking can go a long way. Pay attention to the people in your life, and if you detect any issues of dependency, do what you can to help.
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More about perceptions…

More about perceptions…

I spoke recently about perceptions people have about others based on their own impressions. I have thought about it, and have come to realise I am guilty of it too. Particularly in the area of ‘the oldies’.

My brother and I are fortunate enough to still have four grandparents with us. My Nan and Pa, and Nana and Poppy have always been the quintessential old folks to me. I don’t ever recall being smacked or growled at.  Although unlike my own precious son I was actually an affable, even tempered child – but still, they never showed a lack of patience with us, and we have always been spoiled rotten.

I was the first grandbaby on my Mum’s side, and when she was pregnant my grandparents declared ‘We aren’t going to spoil the baby.’ Well I was immensely spoiled, a fact that was vehemently denied by them, stating by then ‘We aren’t spoiling her, we’re loving her.’ Once they came to terms with the fact that was a lie of denial, they admitted ‘Well, you can’t spoil your children, so you have to spoil your grandchildren’. This tradition has passed down to my own little angel, who is spoiled by grandparents, great-grandparents, our friends…well everyone really! Continue reading