Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Life would be perfect...


What is it like to have nothing to worry about?

I can't remember the last time when I didn't have something to worry about. 

I think between September 2014 and March 2015 I probably didn't worry much; but even then there was something nagging at me at the back of my mind.

So I guess the last time I didn't have something to worry about was the morning of 16th April 2013.

Anything that I worried about before then is trivial and pales in comparison to what I worry about now.

My outlook on life has completely changed.

Both myself and Mark are happy in jobs that we both love, are lucky enough that we can afford for me to
only need to work 2 or 3 days a week.

We own our home. 

We each have our own cars. 

Osh and Isabella attend a great school and are both really happy there, Osh had great results from his tests before the end of summer.

We have the love and support of our families.

We don't go on foreign holidays - but that's down to Martha and not because we can't afford to. But we had a fab time in Center Parcs back in May.

Our only worry right now is getting Martha Grace through surgery, if she can make it through these next few weeks we will once again be like the other families I see at the School Gates - we too will have nothing to worry about.

GM
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