It’s okay to start in Italian, right? I don’t really feel that English sometimes has the right sounds of language to express something as lovely as that feeling you get when you’ve been given a gift of recognition or admiration that you feel you probably only a little bit deserve (even though the feeling is only in your own eyes, because you’re used to being you, so it’s jut ordinary, and you’re uncomfortable with other people’s better opinions of you being better than your own, and other people are perfectly at liberty to choose to hold a higher opinion of you if they so wish, which is nice but sometimes a little overwhelming…I digress).
No less than three other bloggers have seen fit to nominate me for some kind of little something to express their, ah…enjoyment? appreciation?…of what I write here. I also won a contest, which was fabulously exciting because it was one I loved being a part of. But it leaves me in a quandry because the contest rendered me an Honourary Dilettante, courtesy of Helena Hann-Basquiat, and I have in no way lived up to the exquisite levels of behaviour and good conduct inherent in the role; for I have been utterly recalcitrant in accepting this, or any of the other, awards. Je m’excuse!
So it is with many (hopefully mollifying) curtseys of the most beauteous kind, and a few doffings of my ever-present English cap, that I say thank you VERY much to:
There endeth the part where I subscribe to any rules, and here beginneth the part where I start making shit up. Because today I am not in a rulesy mood, and these dear people (who, in fairness, probably knew this about me anyway) will have to cope with me NOT doing the acceptance in the manner so prescribed, but rather in a way I just FEEL LIKE. I might even stick to English for it!
So. The Premio Dardos – rather a pretty award, and new to me; awarded “for recognition of cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values transmitted in the form of creative and original writing”, which is awesome, and I think I can certainly say that what is written here is creative, original, and full of personal values (i.e. I write you the inside of my head and expect you to listen – and for the most part you do, bless your boots!)
The great thing about this award is that there are no hoops to jump through – no questions to answer and no further input to be made – it is given in recognition of writings already done, thoughts already thunk, and is truly the icing on the cake of a fait accompli. It’s one I’m rather looking forward to passing on (with the caveat that I am quite prepared for my nominees to treat it with the same appalling disregard as I have shown this collection of pretty blings).
Samara – the main instigator of, and driving force behind, The Sisterwives blog – a collective endeavour aimed at allowing other bloggers the space and opportunity to share their challenging or uplifting or poignant stories, with a view that they will equally be encouraged and supported and held by their readers; that they will teach through their experiences; and that they will widen the horizons of others through sharing and transparency. Ultimately, if more empathy and compassion can be generated in this world, then I’m ALL FOR IT! Together we’re stronger, and this blog aims to support those vital connections.
Kristi – founder of Our Land, where compassion, empathy and wonder rule. Another, longer-standing endeavour aimed at bringing people closer together through the knowledge and understanding engendered by shared experience and open-minded reception. A fantastic series, a beautiful idea, and a stunningly BIG goal – to change the world for her not-clearly-diagnosed-but-certainly-on-a-spectrum-somewhere-but-who-needs-a-label-when-he’s-this-awesome-except-sometimes-when-it-would-help son, Tucker. And she IS going to change it. All of it. By making it better, one little bit at a time. She makes my world better, and then if I try to make your world better and you try to make someone else’s better…it’s all about dominoes, people.
TwinDaddy – Not for any particular social factor (in spite of his constant and determined support for the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, upon which topic he is vocal and actively participates in walks and marches to try to raise funds and awareness – completely and utterly admirable, but not my point here), but a personal one, as he openly battles against depression and his recent decision to quit drinking. His commitment to document his journey with both of these, and his courage in holding himself publicly accountable are both admirable and inspiring, and I applaud him. Loudly. He’s also found time in amongst all this to be a HUGE source of support to me, personally, but that just bears saying – he wins nothing for it (except a glitterbombed Stormtrooper, which may or may not be lost in the US mail…).
The Liebster is well known, I think (The One With All The Questions). Well I’ll answer, but I won’t ask any, because my experience is that when I’ve done this in the past, a very small uptake has been uptook. So I’m just going to pass it on as a kind of Big Bloggy ‘I like you a whole lot and think you’re awesome’ to a bunch of people who (oh read what it says on the tin, and then go have a Sally Field moment. YES I like you; I really, REALLY like you…) NB – this is NOT AN EXHAUSTIVE LIST and I reserve the right to include other people in it at the drop of a hat, AS I SO DECREE. It’s my blog-post and I’ll do what I want to.
Now to the questions I’ve been asked by Reta Jayne:
- What would you do if you knew, without a doubt, that you couldn’t fail? Turn invisible and prank people. A lot.
- If you were to find yourself on your deathbed tomorrow, what is it that you would wish you had already accomplished in your life? Why? I would wish that I had made more time for my Goddaughter, who I haven’t seen all summer. And I would wish I had been a better granddaughter/daughter/niece/aunty/wife/friend. There are no material accomplishments I really yearn for.
- Who has been your biggest inspiration in your life thus far? WonderAunty. Or my Mum. Both of whom are tireless when it comes to making life work for the people they love, and who have instilled in me a LOT of wisdom (not that I
alwaysoften pay attention to it) about life and how to do it.
- Imagine your life in 20 years. How would it differ from the present? What do you anticipate staying the same? At the moment that’s not a question I’m prepared to answer. I anticipate nothing. I nurture no hopes. Que sera sera.
- Name 5 goals you have recently set for yourself. What are their deadlines? To write more of the #KickCancersAss posts/letters and get them sent out (deadline: when I can manage it). To go to boxing class and try not to lose impetus (deadline: Mondays, Thursdays and Saturdays). To get the Ten Things of Thankful HTML out to my co-hosts before the hop goes live (deadline: every Friday night (successes lately – 0)). To finish this post and go to bed (deadline: imminently, so four things is quite enough!).
- If you could spend an afternoon with anyone — dead or alive — who would it be? Why? My Grandad, Lenny Blue-Eyes. Because I miss him and I would love, love, LOVE to be able to have him back for an afternoon and share him with my family who all miss him so desperately, too. AND so that he could meet Husby and Niece and Neff…
- When was the last time you took a risk? What was it? There are too many possibilities for this…but ones which come to mind quite strongly are the times I’ve been real about my feelings, and saying how deeply I care to the people I care deeply for. I’m not good at it – horrendous, in fact. I love quickly and trust slowly, and I don’t say I care when I do.
- Who do you turn to when you need to be cheered up? Why? Depends on what needs cheering and whom I think would be most appropriate. I got my Lifeboats. I got my Husby. I got my family. It’s covered.
- What was the last thing that you read that moved you? A Pintrest pin, which said that “The beauty of life does not depend on how happy you are, but on how happy others can be because of you.” – it made me think. Deeply. It got to me.
- What is something you’ve accomplished that you never thought you would/could? I never in a million years thought that I’d end up with a hardwired heart and friends around the world. NoWay!
One I’ve not received before, but still an award asking for those seven random things about me (which are always fun and *I* enjoy reading them on other people’s blogs, so I’ll do ’em) and the requirement to tag others…but again, I have a couple of people in mind (astonishingly, because I didn’t think I would, and then they popped right into my brain!). I require them to do nothing though, unless they want to 🙂
Lillian, who is new(ish) to me as a blogger, but who has a fun spirit, who holds sensible conversations and who has some challenges she’s facing which particularly resonate with me. Carly, for the same reasons. And Marcia for other-but-not-too-far-off ones.
Gretchen for writing astonishing, poignant, pertinent posts (oooh! alliteration ftw!) on current topics I wouldn’t know where to start with, in terms of trying to understand them, or form an opinion of. I think I can quite safely say that in future, if you want my opinion on something political or current-eventsy, she’ll give it to you.
Seven Things You May or May Not Know About Me
1. I am a bundle of contradictions in terms (I’ll tell you I don’t do well at being the centre of attention (except when I want to be) and proceed to live and think as though I were the focal point of orbit for almost anything which can hold an arc) but at least I’m (mostly) adorkable.
2. I have no ambition strong enough to compel me into concerted effort to achieve it.
3. I’m really, really bad at maths.
4. I *love* writing to trigger emotions and feelings through fiction or ‘to the audience’ pieces, but I can’t decide whether it’s kind of cool, or a bit manipulative: like if I said to you that RightNow if I was there, where you are, I’d lean in to look earnestly into your eyes, because there’s something I’d like to tell you, which I haven’t felt able to say until now because it’s been kind of a…not a secret, per se…something which I’ve not wanted to be completely open about. I’d fidget and bite my lip, then, and look anywhere but into your eyes again as I wait and try to gauge your reaction, because I just don’t know whether I should have said anything, and my emotions are creating a maelstrom within me; threatening to break out or make me run away, and I’m plagued by doubt because now I’ve said something at all, you’re going to want to know what it is…and I’m still not sure I want to tell you. – go on: tell me – was I *there*? did it make you want to know what happens next? was it intrusive or fun?
5. I’m right-handed, right-footed and left-eyed. My dominances are wonky and I don’t know which side of my brain is to blame, or whether this is a good thing.
6. If I haven’t a word, I’ll make one up, and I’ll use it convincingly. So there.
7. I recently got challenged to get naked, cover myself in glue and roll in glitter, and vlog it. It’s not going to happen, but the challenge amused me.
*that star, which means I have something still to qualify – can you even remember what I starred now? It was the (duh!) after Beth’s name. And that really could go down as one of the things which you *should* know about me by now, because when you have a BlogWife, she wins Liebster awards every time. Not because I’m obliged, but because she’s bloody awesome.