On the bus on the way home, I was cold and wet because of the weather. I wanted to cry to be honest! I spend every day looking for something that makes me warm inside and on the bus I saw something. A man offered an old man his seat and the old man told him no it's okay because he was getting off soon. The man refused to take no for an answer and stood up for him, but the man still argued that it was okay, and put his arm round him and smiled at him. The man smiled back and they just chatted for the rest of the time the elderly man was on the bus.
I don't see that much - strangers being friendly enough to hug and smile and chat. It was nice. It shows that even if things are grey and rainy, people still manage to be civil to one another, and share a good mood. If you ever feel like nobody decent is around anymore, as I often do, remember there will always be someone willing to smile and give you a hug, no matter how small the gesture you offer them is.
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
Sunday, 20 November 2011
Let their memories live on
Today is my great nan's birthday. She's 82 I think. She died 4 years ago in April of this year. My mum, my sister and I went to the cemetery to see her plot, where her ashes are buried alongside my great grandads, and my great great nans (my great nans mum). We do this most years, and we always make an effort to go on the anniversary of death too. We left three roses on the plot, one for each of them. We went to my nans sister, Joan, who died a very long time ago - years before I was born. She was 5 when she died. We left her a rose too. I think we're a few of the only people who go and see her grave, and we never even met her. Then we went to my uncles grandmothers grave, and left her a rose too. We took a picture of it to give to my uncle as he can never seem to find her grave, and he lives a couple of hours away now so we couldn't bring him to show it to him.
It's been a foggy morning. From when we woke up it was quite thick fog, and driving the the cemetery was eerie, but it wasn't scary at all. I was overwhelmed with a sad feeling, not one that was fearful like you'd expect. It was just sad, and still. Lifeless. When we left the cemetary it was still foggy, but within MINUTES the fog cleared and it was as if it had never even been there. The skies were blue, and yes, it was cold, but it's november! It was a lovely day again after we left. I like to think it was Nanny telling us to get our butts into hear and go and see her. XD She always reminds me. I'll smell her front room, or polos, or pipe smoke from my grandad a few days before we're due to go up the cemetery. It's nice. She's still watching over us even now. And so is grandad, and it's been 9 years since he died.
We spoke about all the nice memories we had of them on the way home. We're sad, we miss them, but we have a laugh when we talk about thm. It's never a nagative thing to think of them. In fact its quite the opposite. IT's a wonderful thing. We laugh and we talk about them in a wonderful way. Memories should never die with the person. They are part of what keeps their soul living in you. We are allowed to mourn their death, but you should never feel as though you can't still laugh at the times you had, even if they aren't there any more. It's not disrespectful to laugh when you mourn someone, because of course you had some nice memories with them! Don't let death make you miss them so much you can't smile at their memories. It's okay to miss them, but always remember the times you had with them were good, and that they are something work hanging on to.
R.I.P Great Nanny. I love you. <3
It's been a foggy morning. From when we woke up it was quite thick fog, and driving the the cemetery was eerie, but it wasn't scary at all. I was overwhelmed with a sad feeling, not one that was fearful like you'd expect. It was just sad, and still. Lifeless. When we left the cemetary it was still foggy, but within MINUTES the fog cleared and it was as if it had never even been there. The skies were blue, and yes, it was cold, but it's november! It was a lovely day again after we left. I like to think it was Nanny telling us to get our butts into hear and go and see her. XD She always reminds me. I'll smell her front room, or polos, or pipe smoke from my grandad a few days before we're due to go up the cemetery. It's nice. She's still watching over us even now. And so is grandad, and it's been 9 years since he died.
We spoke about all the nice memories we had of them on the way home. We're sad, we miss them, but we have a laugh when we talk about thm. It's never a nagative thing to think of them. In fact its quite the opposite. IT's a wonderful thing. We laugh and we talk about them in a wonderful way. Memories should never die with the person. They are part of what keeps their soul living in you. We are allowed to mourn their death, but you should never feel as though you can't still laugh at the times you had, even if they aren't there any more. It's not disrespectful to laugh when you mourn someone, because of course you had some nice memories with them! Don't let death make you miss them so much you can't smile at their memories. It's okay to miss them, but always remember the times you had with them were good, and that they are something work hanging on to.
R.I.P Great Nanny. I love you. <3
Thursday, 17 November 2011
Your chance is now!
Revision. Nobody enjoys it, let's be honest. I have mocks coming up for my A-levels in less than three weeks. I have barely done anything to prepare for them. I have, however, just spent ages making things to stick up on my bed to see, hopefully to get them stuck in my head ready for the mocks. I must pass! Why am I typing this? Because, it helps! More to the point, I feel good. You know when you do something for so long and you get so bored, that afterwards it just feels amazing to not be doing it? Yeah, I get that! But that's not what I want to get across to you.
Revision, much like any draining task you'll have to do in life, takes time and effort. To do it well, you need to practice and find which method works best for you. To make sure it sinks in, you have to spend time going over it. But, once it's done, you get rewarded. Seeing your revision take shape - or in face anything you do - is brilliant. I'm looking at my stuff and thinking that it looks pretty good! It takes up most of my bed, and it looks pretty awesome! Stage one of the reward. Next comes learning it, going into that exam, and coming out FEELING like you've done well. It's always nice to come out of an exam feeling positive, and also going into one feeling as though you're capable of doing well. Stage two of the reward. Finally, actually getting your result comes along. Once you see that grade on paper, you know that everything was worth it. Yes, it took a hell of a lot out of you, and yes, it was a long and had process, but doesn't it feel good now? Looking at your OWN achievements laid out in front of you - it feels great, right? Knowing YOU'VE done it, and you've worked hard for it. Stage three of the reward.
Let's face it, nothing worth achieving comes easy in life, does it? Anything you'll feel good about in the end, always involves a struggle before hand. It's like over coming a cold. You're ill and it's horrible, and it's tiring, but once it's gone you appreciate health much more. You're always happy that you've overcome the cold and can now breathe easier because it's all off of your chest now - literally. It's the same concept. Get the work done, and you'll be proud of yourself later! It's hard, but like I said, anything worth doing IS hard. Suck it up! Win while you have the chance. Never waste an opportunity to do well.
Shine. You've got the chance, and it's here and now.
Revision, much like any draining task you'll have to do in life, takes time and effort. To do it well, you need to practice and find which method works best for you. To make sure it sinks in, you have to spend time going over it. But, once it's done, you get rewarded. Seeing your revision take shape - or in face anything you do - is brilliant. I'm looking at my stuff and thinking that it looks pretty good! It takes up most of my bed, and it looks pretty awesome! Stage one of the reward. Next comes learning it, going into that exam, and coming out FEELING like you've done well. It's always nice to come out of an exam feeling positive, and also going into one feeling as though you're capable of doing well. Stage two of the reward. Finally, actually getting your result comes along. Once you see that grade on paper, you know that everything was worth it. Yes, it took a hell of a lot out of you, and yes, it was a long and had process, but doesn't it feel good now? Looking at your OWN achievements laid out in front of you - it feels great, right? Knowing YOU'VE done it, and you've worked hard for it. Stage three of the reward.
Let's face it, nothing worth achieving comes easy in life, does it? Anything you'll feel good about in the end, always involves a struggle before hand. It's like over coming a cold. You're ill and it's horrible, and it's tiring, but once it's gone you appreciate health much more. You're always happy that you've overcome the cold and can now breathe easier because it's all off of your chest now - literally. It's the same concept. Get the work done, and you'll be proud of yourself later! It's hard, but like I said, anything worth doing IS hard. Suck it up! Win while you have the chance. Never waste an opportunity to do well.
Shine. You've got the chance, and it's here and now.
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
The man at the bus stop
I came home ill from school today. I had an awkward journey home, having to get three buses in total. Usually I'd get one, maybe two to get home, but I had to meet my mum which involved getting one bus to the station, then getting another bus to her work, and then another home. On the bus from the station to to my mums work, I saw this guy. He was standing at the bus stop with me, holding a bag and a badminton racket. He was strolling up and down at the bus stop waiting for the bus. He smiled at a woman he saw in the street in a kind way. When the bus came, he let an old lady who hadn't been here as long as him get on first. He also let me on first. While on the bus, he was sat on a seat by the luggage holder. We got to a bus stop with a few elderly people waiting to get on our bus. When he saw them, he moved and sat on a higher seat so that they had a seat that was easier to sit on.
It made me smile. I don't know the guy - in fact, I'd never seen him before in my life as far as I know. Yet he managed to make my day. I wasn't feeling well and it was really cold, and just his kind-hearted nature and care for others managed to put a smile on my face. Too often we think of strangers as inconsiderate and rude. We think about the people that don't look twice at you as they rush past to work and don't apologize when they barge us. We don't think of the quiet man waiting for the bus who only ever does good. It's people like those that should be remembered, not those who seem not to care. We all have busy lives, and sometimes it's okay to get caught up in time keeping and such. But always think back to the one man who stands at the bus stop and smiles at strangers. The man who gives up his seat to old people without being asked. The man who lets others go before himself - in every way.
Not everyone is bad. People like that make humanity something that I can say has a future that isn't all bad. It seems sometimes that we're all doomed. We're not. There are a few people out there who have time for you, no matter what it is and who they are. Never feel like you're alone in the world because I promise you, you're not. The world is a big place, and there will always be people out there who have time to spend doing something selfless. So don't be so down about the world, it's not so bad! Look at the people you wouldn't normally look at and remember their smiles. They could make your day totally worth it.
It made me smile. I don't know the guy - in fact, I'd never seen him before in my life as far as I know. Yet he managed to make my day. I wasn't feeling well and it was really cold, and just his kind-hearted nature and care for others managed to put a smile on my face. Too often we think of strangers as inconsiderate and rude. We think about the people that don't look twice at you as they rush past to work and don't apologize when they barge us. We don't think of the quiet man waiting for the bus who only ever does good. It's people like those that should be remembered, not those who seem not to care. We all have busy lives, and sometimes it's okay to get caught up in time keeping and such. But always think back to the one man who stands at the bus stop and smiles at strangers. The man who gives up his seat to old people without being asked. The man who lets others go before himself - in every way.
Not everyone is bad. People like that make humanity something that I can say has a future that isn't all bad. It seems sometimes that we're all doomed. We're not. There are a few people out there who have time for you, no matter what it is and who they are. Never feel like you're alone in the world because I promise you, you're not. The world is a big place, and there will always be people out there who have time to spend doing something selfless. So don't be so down about the world, it's not so bad! Look at the people you wouldn't normally look at and remember their smiles. They could make your day totally worth it.
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
Scary things may not be so scary!
I had an interview today over the phone. I was dreading it! I'm not good at talking to people to be quite honest but it went really well. I was nervous at first and dreading what it was going to be like. Now, though, I've hopefully been placed in a volunteering position which sounds amazing. I'll be doing something wonderful which is just what I'd want to do in the future and what I love to do now. I will get to make people smile, and let's face it - little else in life can match up to that!
I just wanted to say that while some things may seem scary and you may worry over them for ages before hand, chances are it wont be as bad as you think it will! Take me for an example. Think back to times before when you've been worried about something, and then in the end, it's turned out to be just fine. Chances are, when you're faced with a challenge or something you're nervous about, it will go okay! The moral of the story is that by putting yourself down you under estimate your ability to do something well. Never think you can't do something. It's okay to be nervous, but don't let it get in the way of how much you can achieve. If you put your mind to it, you can do anything. Don't let things that scare you, chase you away from doing something you want. Things that seem scary, probably aren't that bad in the end.
Keep smiling on, guys. You're all wonderful. <3
I just wanted to say that while some things may seem scary and you may worry over them for ages before hand, chances are it wont be as bad as you think it will! Take me for an example. Think back to times before when you've been worried about something, and then in the end, it's turned out to be just fine. Chances are, when you're faced with a challenge or something you're nervous about, it will go okay! The moral of the story is that by putting yourself down you under estimate your ability to do something well. Never think you can't do something. It's okay to be nervous, but don't let it get in the way of how much you can achieve. If you put your mind to it, you can do anything. Don't let things that scare you, chase you away from doing something you want. Things that seem scary, probably aren't that bad in the end.
Keep smiling on, guys. You're all wonderful. <3
Sunday, 13 November 2011
Autumn leaves
I find that the autumn is one of the most beautiful months of the year. All months have their beauty - spring has the grass, and flowers, and life, summer has the sun and the glorious blue skies, and winter has the snow. But autumn is the most colourful in my opinion. Everywhere you look you can't help but see the beautiful reds and oranges and browns. I find the motion of one leaf dropping to earth beautiful. It marks the start of the most beautiful month, and it gives you something to watch. It's a couple of seconds watching the leaf dropping to the floor, that takes you mind off of everything else you have on it. All those bad thoughts can just rest for the moments you witness it fall. It's like everything goes quiet just for a moment, and once it's over, it can carry on.
Some times we need moments like that. The peace, and the empty mind. Some times we need an escape from reality. Nature is a wonderful thing. <3
Some times we need moments like that. The peace, and the empty mind. Some times we need an escape from reality. Nature is a wonderful thing. <3
What a wonderful world
Hello!
My name is Hollie, and I decided to start this blog for a few reasons. I wont go into the details, but I wanted somewhere to write about things that happen that we don't always take notice of. I think that too often we look at the bad things that happen to us and forget about the tiny little things that could make all the difference. I'll admit, that I too have fallen victim of this. I don't take time out of every day to remember the little bits that bought a smile to my face, or the tiny details of a tiny incident that make life worth while.
I really want to make people think differently, and see that not everything is as dark and gloomy as it may seem sometimes. This blog is not only here for me to write an account of things that make me smile, but to give you examples of how you too can make yourself realize that insignificant is significant.
It's not so grey after all. :)
My name is Hollie, and I decided to start this blog for a few reasons. I wont go into the details, but I wanted somewhere to write about things that happen that we don't always take notice of. I think that too often we look at the bad things that happen to us and forget about the tiny little things that could make all the difference. I'll admit, that I too have fallen victim of this. I don't take time out of every day to remember the little bits that bought a smile to my face, or the tiny details of a tiny incident that make life worth while.
I really want to make people think differently, and see that not everything is as dark and gloomy as it may seem sometimes. This blog is not only here for me to write an account of things that make me smile, but to give you examples of how you too can make yourself realize that insignificant is significant.
It's not so grey after all. :)
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