April is a very special month for me. Many of my great life changes seem to have happened in April. This particular celebration is very special to me: on 7 April 2012 I was baptised in the sea at Brighton beach in the UK!
I was 30 years old at the time. Baptism was something I had been thinking about doing for years, but I never really understood what living a life in Christ really meant and how baptism fit into it all, so I kept putting it off. In 2012 everything changed and I finally understood what Jesus' sacrifice meant for me.
I've been nominated to take part in the blogging tag game "Me Behind The Illness". I think it is a great way to remind ourselves and others that we are not only our illness, but there is so much more to each of us.
I've thoroughly enjoyed reading everyone's answers to these questions and can't wait to compile mine! Since it is about me behind the illness/without the illness, I will focus on answering the questions as though I didn't have any condition that governs my activity levels, physical and cognitive function or diet.
This is a look at healthy Char - who I am without severe ME/CFS.
I love Facebook memories. Each day you wake up to find a lovely look back at how much things have changed over the past year. Some people find this depressing or sad, but I love looking back. I don’t find it sad, I find it interesting and I enjoy being reminded of all I’ve made it through and how far I’ve come.
Even if I am still very ill and inactive, much has changed through the years, but it’s only with these reminders that I remember what I’ve gone through, what I’ve tried, what has worked and what hasn’t. It’s a great way to re-evaluate and keep track of things.Continue reading
When people think of Christmas, they think of snow, father Christmas or Santa Claus, Pine trees and funky Christmas sweaters. We also think about the birth of Jesus and the whole reason for the season. What many people don’t realise is that people on the other half of the planet celebrate Christmas during Summer!
I was one of these people. I was born and raised in South Africa where it’s Summer in December and Winter in July. Our school year started in January and ended the following December. I found it very strange to arrive in Italy as an adult to see that the other half of the world works very differently, but that’s for another blog post. Today I will focus on my Summertime Christmases in Africa.Continue reading
It was an icy November evening in 2010, exactly 7 years ago today, when my best friend and I hopped on a plane to London from Milan. I had spent the past ten years living in Northern Italy, literally all of my adult life, and this was the beginning of a new chapter. We landed shortly before midnight.
We both had been unhappy in our jobs for various reasons for quite some time, so when we lost our jobs, which I now see as a blessing although at the time I was devastated, we started looking outside of Italy for new opportunities. By the time we flew over we had researched housing, grocery lists, medical services, transport and even further education. We felt we knew enough to get by and reach our goals and it helped that they speak English in England – that just makes everything easier!
What we didn’t have when we got on that plane was work or accommodation. We were arriving in a new country with only a cabin bag each and hope for a brighter future – a huge leap of faith.