Last week we moved into our new house
and it is so good. All of the boxes are unpacked
and it is starting to feel like home.
Because we know how to party in our house,
we christened the new house with a tummy bug.
Never have I been so glad for a separate laundry and two bathrooms.
I was also super grateful for a friend who popped in yesterday
with lemonade ice blocks, pizza for the kids tea
and other necessities
and my mum is making chicken soup for our dinner tonight.
This year, more than ever, I am learning that it is ok to ask for help
and to rely on your friends for help,
and NOT TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT IT.
Guilt is such a wasted emotion.
Also I am more than happy to help others out,
so why the heck to I feel guilty when they help me??
Life is not always pretty
but with a little help from my friends,
we can get through and not feel one bit guilty about it!
“Be strong enough to stand alone,
smart enough to know when you need help,
and brave enough to ask for it.”
Ziad K. Abdelnour
Edit: these photos are of Annie's birthday at the house we were staying at with family. There is no photographic evidence of our last weekend hahaha