After more than 100 days of posting every single day, I did not post for seven days in a row. A big moment for me. Breaking this habit was a big thing. At least I thought it would be a big thing. In the end it just kind of happened. Or better said: I let it happen. It felt right. It reminded me of the blog post I wrote a while back: The great thing about the word “should”
It was an incredible week. I spend the weekend in the Netherlands, just me and four kids. It took us ages to get there, but we had an awesome weekend. We climbed, rappelled down multiple ropes and even did the “death jump”. We made tasty pancakes in the paella pan on the grill. We spend the afternoon at the beach, digging the hugest hole I’ve ever seen. Including (sand)benches and a picnic table. While the kids enjoyed their ice cream in their grand sand house, I enjoyed delicious sangria with my parents in the beach pavilion.he
To get back to the camping ground just in time for some great friends to join us for a very relaxed dinner. Accompanied by several glasses of chilled white wine, we talked about the world, and life for hours. When darkness came, we lit some candles. Luckily my terrace has a little roof, as that beautiful sunny afternoon did end with some drops of rain. We pulled out a few cozy fleece blankets and opened another bottle. An evening with great company. And in between all of this I read two books and managed to chill out in the hammock.
Life could not be any better.
After dropping off the kids, I unpacked – to immediately repack, to spend the next couple of days in Croatia.
What a stunning place to be. The view from the conference hotel was beyond words. It was marvelous to see all of my fantastic co-workers gathered in one place again. They really are an incredible bunch. Work hard, play hard, aren’t just four words. They are hard reality :-) Whether on the dance floor or paddling like crazy in the canoes on the rafting tour, we gave it all we got. And as we are a photo printing company we, of course, made some unforgettable shots.
As usual I came back exhausted but with a big smile on my face.
My resume of the past week: A hugging war might not have been my most brilliant idea. But the hugs I received this week, once again made me realize what it means to feel embraced. To feel part of something larger than yourself. To be part of a team. To belong to an organization.
And coming home, my kids ran to the door and hugged the hell out of me because they’d missed me. Another place I belong.
I hug
I am
I feel
I belong
My head is full of ideas again, which will come the paper soon . . .
I am determined to make a difference. Some kind of difference. Not sure yet, what it is, that I can do, but I know I want the whole wide world to bloom. This is only just the beginning.
Vicky says
Great that you Are back! I Misses you for sure. ❤️