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It?s been a long time since I did any scrapbooking or blogging, but today I?ve done both. Life has been busy, sometimes challenging, sometimes interesting, sometimes just plain confusing. Scrapbooking and blogging help me to sort out the confusion and to put into perspective what is important to me.

Throughout the last twenty years, there has been one steady, supportive influence in my life, my husband, Eric. I am such a worrier. It?s really important to me to do the right thing. When I make mistakes, I obsess constantly over them. I have this absolute need to put them right. Rationally, I know that often what I regard as mistakes aren?t. I know that there are shades of grey and that things are rarely black and white. I know that I don?t treat others as harshly as I treat myself, judging others is something that I just don?t do, I just accept them as they are. So why am I so hard on myself? Why do I apply such wonky thinking to my own actions but, not to others? Why do I worry so much about upsetting others when I really don?t care what others think of me? Who listens to all these worries and supports me through them? My husband, Eric.

I know that I don?t tell Eric enough how much I love him. It?s something that I find very difficult. But, I know that he knows that he?s everything to me. It?s Eric who is always there as a sounding board. It?s Eric who helps me to rationalise my thoughts. It?s Eric who puts up with all my anxieties and helps me through them. I have found that through the most difficult times of my life, I have also found the greatest happiness. Such times always make me realise what is most important in life, and helps me to take pleasure in the small things that often go overlooked. I am truly lucky. Not because I win lots of prizes, I don?t. Not because I lead a charmed life in which things always go well for me, they don?t. Not because I can have everything I could possibly want in life, I can?t. But, because I have a family who support me 100%, who don?t judge me, and who accept me as I am. However confusing life outside my front door may be, within the safety of my home I have the luxury of a loving husband and son. At the end of the phone, I have the luxury of a brother or two sisters who will help me put things into perspective and who will be there for me. And, I have a friend, who despite her own problems and difficulties, will listen to my concerns and help me work through them.

I have what is really important is life, so I know I'm really lucky.