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** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** This is my first time trying out a blog, and I am doing it with the "Blogging Circle of Friends "  group!  My Name is Kerrie, I live in Abbeyfeale, Limerick with my family. I welcome you to my first blog where I will be answering blog prompts provided by the "Blogging Circle of Friends " group as I try to find my feet in the blogging world. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I graduated from Derby University with a Law Degree, and now I have moved to Ireland to finish my qualifications. My next set of exams are in March, there are four of them, and I have alot of work to do before then. Wish me luck!  I have a tattoo on my back that says "Everything Happens For a Reason". It reminds me not to regret anything in my life because all of it made me who I am today. For example, I wish I could have gone straight on with my career path, but if I had then I would never have discovered WDC where I have finally explored my repressed desire to write, and met some truly amazing people.  Take the time to dream, but then Tarry with reality. Tackle obstacles, but then Trip over limitations. Think over missed chances, whilst Trapped in a rut with many Thoughts screaming to be released. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ![Merit Badge in Family
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Blogging Circle of Friends prompt is "The Easter Bunny wants to know: what is it that motivates you in your life?"  There are many things that motivate me. However, one of the main factors would be my family. I love my family to bits, and being able to make them proud is one of the most rewarding and fulfilling things in my life. Any time I achieve anything, I am straight on the phone to my Mum and Dad, and I hear how happy they are as a result. For example, they funded me to go to University and whilst I was away they fell upon some really hard times. I could explain those hard times, but we would be here all day. Anyway, before I went to University, my Dad turned to me and said "You only get three years at University, and you'll be amazed at how fast it goes, so make the most of it!" So whilst I was there, not only did I do my degree, but I took part in a mountain of extra curricular activities including running the Radio, Debating and Law society. Everyone at University would question how I did it, and I would just shrug and say it was who I was. Every achievement, small or large, I would call them, email them, send them pictures, and more. My parents used to call it "yay-mode" when I rang them, and they would tell me I was a balm to sore wounds. I still remember when my Dad laughed and said, "I know I told you to make the most out of University life, but I didn't expect you to take me so literally and suck the marrow out of the bones!" They have given me so much and succeeding in life is my way of giving back to them, by making the very most of the opportunities they made possible for me. Another factor is my pure dislike of not finishing what I start. I suppose you could rename that as my fear of failure. If I don't finish something I feel as if I have failed, and then I feel haunted by that fact. Of course, there are times when I cannot reach the finish line, and I am getting better at "giving myself a break", but I still give myself a good kicking. An example would be the Grammar Garden Course with the New Horizons Academy on WDC. I was so close to the end, but then I had to prepare for an interview at work and I just simply did not have the time. Sadly I had to drop out of the class and it felt horrible. But I soothed my mind by assuring myself that I would join again in another semester and get that finish! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
Blogging Circle of Friends prompt is "What is your favorite family Easter memory?"  Years ago, when I was a mere teen, my family went on holiday to France for Easter. We rented a cottage in the middle of nowhere surrounded by fields filled with a variety of animals, but I remember the goats best of all, and I'll tell you why. We had a lovely time in front of the real fireplace watching feel good movies, eating Mum's home cooked meals, and scoffing plenty of chocolate. I have always had a soft spot for animals, and there were a few goats in one of the fields. They were the only ones that had refused to let me pet them so far, so I was determined to befriend them. The weather wasn't great, and it had rained quite heavily through the night. I trudged through the muddy grass in my wellingtons and managed to coax a goat over to the fence. Everything was going great, I was petting a goat, I had succeeded. But it wasn't over. The goat grabbed a mouthful of my sleeve and tugged hard. I fell forward and landed on the electric fence between us. The shock sent my hair in all different directions causing me to stumble backwards into a thick puddle of mud. One of my feet became stuck in the mud, and, unable to catch my footing, I landed in the mud. Dazed, I tried to get back to my feet, but I couldn't free my foot from the mud. So instead, I freed my foot from my wellington, and I trudged back to the cottage covered from head to toe in mud, one wellington missing, and my hair stood on end. I entered back into the cottage where my Mum drowned me with her concern, whilst my Dad and brother couldn't contain their laughter. My Mum sent them out to hunt for my missing wellington boot whilst I was sent to try and remove the copious amounts of mud caked all over me. I know the story didn't work out so well for me, but I find it to be a particularly funny story, and I have told it so many times that it was the first to come to mind when I saw this prompt. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** "For a funny family Easter memory that you blogged about in our 2013 Easter Eggs-travaganza from the "Blogging Circle of Friends " ." |
Blogging Circle of Friends prompt is "We all have our low points in life. How do you get through times like these?"  I have a variety of ways to deal with the low points that life inevitably throws at us. Although, first I must admit that there was a time, not that long ago, where I did not deal with it at all. I had struggled for so long but had managed to stay afloat by surrounding myself with people and demanding tasks. I worked myself to the bone, and became accustomed to the exhausting lifestyle. However when I finished my degree, my life came to a halt, and it was a massive shock to the system. It was a terrible time for me, but it was equally as hard for my family and close friends who had to watch helplessly from the sidelines. I dug myself out with the same technique I had used to avoid it in the first place; I made myself busy. Only this time it was not with a degree or a job, but with writing. I had always read vivaciously, and had wanted to write since as early as I can remember. But I had no confidence in myself, so had pushed the thought of writing to the back of my mind. I googled 'writing' one day and found myself here on WDC. I found a competition and entered a short story. I was so amazed at the reception it got that I was spurred on to write more, and I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders lighten slightly. Before I knew it I was entering contests left, right, and centre. I was obsessed. One of my favourite pieces to this day, is a poem I wrote whilst I was drowning in my own despair. I had scared my housemate with my state, and he had conversed with my parents. When I found out, I felt so utterly weak and helpless that I just went to bed and didn't want to get back up again. It was then that I thought of WDC, and how it had made me feel better. I reached out, grabbed my phone, and wrote a poem. I poured my pain into it and didn't stop to edit. To this day I still look back at it to remind me of where I was, and where I now am. I use it to remind myself of how far I have come, and where I don't want to be again. Writing is a brilliant release, and it's not just the writing that is therapeutic, reading back on your work can be just as rewarding, if not more. If you would like to read this poem, I have attached it below, and I would appreciate any of your comments on it.
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