Trip to New Zealand brings changes
G'day (as I usually begin my emails). It's been a long time since I've done a post, and even longer since one appeared (for some reason my last post back in March didn't appear on my web site & I've only just noticed [I forgot to update my blog settings when my ISP changed hands]). Well I've been on a four week break from TAFE and came across a really cheap deal on a week in New Zealand with a campervan for two people, so I called up some friend's and went with my best friend whom I have known since we were four, Daniel.
We had a great time and I'll post the details of the trip later, probably after I get a chance to write it from a couple of postcards I sent my mum, but here I'll just comment on how the trip changed me.
When I was three my mum and a family friend took me, my brother and her son who was my best friend at the time to see 'The Sound of Music.' During the interval my brother went up to the counter at the shop and was saying 'Same as everybody else please.' I remember seeing all these people getting ice creams with chocolate on them and other lollies and not knowing how they could get these things but knowing I couldn't have them (we were pretty poor and although mum managed to get us to the movie, sweets were out of the question). Ever since I've had Chronic Fatigue Syndrome I've felt like a kid in a candy store without the means to purchase anything watching everyone around me live life but somehow not being able to participate myself. That is over. If I was rich I would travel around the world with my friend's, but that's exactly what I've been doing so it is no longer something I'm hoping will occur in the distant future, it's the life I'm living today.
Just before the trip there were shows on Oprah and Dr Phil about hoarders, people whose houses you pretty much couldn't move through because they were so full of junk. Although I'm not that bad I am a hoarder and still have old bits of computers that would have been really useful to me ten years ago. That's broken and starting before I went on my holiday I started chucking stuff out. It'll take a while because I'm only going to do a bit at a time but it'll get sorted. On those programs on TV they were saying it's often a reaction to feeling like life is out of control, reacting by developing this hoarding habit which is the person's sphere of control. Well, I don't need it anymore.
Blessings,
Joe :-)
We had a great time and I'll post the details of the trip later, probably after I get a chance to write it from a couple of postcards I sent my mum, but here I'll just comment on how the trip changed me.
When I was three my mum and a family friend took me, my brother and her son who was my best friend at the time to see 'The Sound of Music.' During the interval my brother went up to the counter at the shop and was saying 'Same as everybody else please.' I remember seeing all these people getting ice creams with chocolate on them and other lollies and not knowing how they could get these things but knowing I couldn't have them (we were pretty poor and although mum managed to get us to the movie, sweets were out of the question). Ever since I've had Chronic Fatigue Syndrome I've felt like a kid in a candy store without the means to purchase anything watching everyone around me live life but somehow not being able to participate myself. That is over. If I was rich I would travel around the world with my friend's, but that's exactly what I've been doing so it is no longer something I'm hoping will occur in the distant future, it's the life I'm living today.
Just before the trip there were shows on Oprah and Dr Phil about hoarders, people whose houses you pretty much couldn't move through because they were so full of junk. Although I'm not that bad I am a hoarder and still have old bits of computers that would have been really useful to me ten years ago. That's broken and starting before I went on my holiday I started chucking stuff out. It'll take a while because I'm only going to do a bit at a time but it'll get sorted. On those programs on TV they were saying it's often a reaction to feeling like life is out of control, reacting by developing this hoarding habit which is the person's sphere of control. Well, I don't need it anymore.
Blessings,
Joe :-)
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Saturday, July 08, 2006
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