so he started a blog hoping to make some money at some point.
It took him only 30min to start a blog. How is that possible???
“What do you write about?”
“Oh, I just check for today’s trend news and put a link to the article”
“That’s it?”
“Yeah, what else?”
Wow, I never knew that I could start a blog in 30 minutes, and his looks pretty good. I can’t imagine that just writing a bit about the trend and putting a link will get so many followers, but I guess it is a start. If you don’t start, nothing will grow.
My son is not afraid to fail. He thinks of something and he just goes for it and does it! If he fails, he thinks of other ways or something new to try.
When I started my blog, I thought about so many things…
“What would people think?”
“I can’t write well in English”
“Maybe this is too embarrassing” etc
It takes so long just to get started. What a waste of time…really, who cares? Nobody is reading what I write anyway, so why didn’t I just start!?
I do learn many things from my children. Yes, they do make me upset or worry sometimes (actually a lot), but their courage and enthusiasm are so special.
So what shall I start next? Maybe a YouTube channel😉
My son is 12 years old, and I often think “he is a little puppy”
Whenever he does something naughty, which is very often, I tell him off “Don’t do that💢”
He gives me that guilty look for a little, but 5 minutes later, he will come to me wriggling his tail.
“Attention please💕”
This cuteness is very special. You don’t see so much in girls – they are sweet in a different way – more like a candy floss.
I see my son’s friends, and many of them are again like puppies. Yes, there are sometimes exception, but not that many at least with his friends. They are all wriggling their tails, and get very happy whenever I give them food😀
12 years old boys are still puppies.
Until when??? I wonder.
I always wanted to have a dog. That was my childhood dream.
Finally, it has come true….well, not exactly, but close enough😉
This is a comment from my 12 years old son. Definitely not mine😅
We were talking about Jeff Bezos’s, Amazon boss, divorce & the settlement of $35bn. Wow, $35bn… how much money is that really???
We wondered if he was the richest man in the world, and he was in 2018 (at least before the divorce I guess). The second richest man was Warren Buffett, that famous American investor!!!
“Warren Buffett, really??? I didn’t know he was that rich, but how boring is that??? Just investing & making money. He doesn’t create any new products or service. Just investing a lot of money…. So boring‼️”
Yes, my son’s comment. I didn’t see that coming… He is the 2nd richest man in the world – that’s not that boring, is it?
Yes, my boy wants to make something new or create a new service when he grows up. He wants to set up a company and have a lot of fun. Hopefully he can make money along the way.
Yes, full of dreams🌈
My mum would freak out if she hears this. “why doesn’t he want to work for a big company? It is much safer…”
Is it? Is it safer to work for a big company now these days? I used to think that too. But now I see my children and how the world is changing, I don’t really agree with that anymore. Many of us were told ” be a lawyer, banker, doctor, accountant etc You need a security in life”
Is that too idealistic to aim for a job that you love and you can have so much fun with & also be financially well off (or at least comfortable)?
I don’t really know. I don’t even know what jobs will be available when my children grow up. I just hope that they can find something they feel passionate about or they can create a job that they want to do and be happy.
If they can, one of my main jobs as a mother is complete🌸
As I opened my umbrella, this view from my childhood popped up.
When I was a primary school student, my mum used to bring an umbrella to my school whenever it suddenly started raining around 2-3pm. In Japan, children don’t get picked up from school, but they just walk back home on their own from age 6.
As I came to my shoe locker, I saw my umbrella hanging there.
“Mummy brought the umbrella for me!”
But then at some point, I started to feel embarrassed about it. I didn’t want my friends to think that I was such a baby with an overprotective mum.
“I don’t need you to bring an umbrella for me anymore. I am ok”
I told my mum.
I don’t know how my mum felt. Was she sad or was she quite happy that she didn’t have to do that anymore for me…
I need to ask her next time I see her, but I’m not sure if she even remembers about it.
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We all have many drawers in our hearts. Once in a while, one of them pops open suddenly.
You look inside, and you find the view that you once saw in the past.
Some of them are sad and dark, and some of them are happy and bright.
Some of the view that I see of my mum are a bit sad… but many of them are kind, gentle and happy.
Sad, lonely, gentle, happy etc…. All of them makes who I am now. All of them are my treasure. Sparkling jewelleries in my life.
Last Sunday was mother’s day in UK🌸 In Japan, mother’s day is in May – same as the American mother’s day.
When I was a child, I never saw my mum as a person. She was a mum👩👧 Of course, I love her, but I never even had to think about it. She was always there.
Now I think about it, it is quite something. There is no other person like a mum.
But then, my feeling towards her started to change at some point…. it became more complicated…
When did it change??? If I really think hard, I guess it happened when I was 16yrs old. Around the time my parents got divorced.
At that time, I saw a woman side of my my & I guess I was shocked. Maybe something I didn’t want to see. Of course, my mum is a human & a woman… what was I thinking?
As a teenager, I felt sorry for my mum, but at the same time, I felt a feeling of aversion – something I never felt before…
I do… very much, but not all the time. Sometimes I feel down thinking about her.
I really don’t know why….
My mum is a kind and wonderful person. She is lovely to her grandchildren too.
She did so much raising me and my brother, and I really appreciate that. Still I have to admit that my feeling towards her can be mixed sometimes.
Is it a mother/daughter relationship thing? I have read some books about it, but I still don’t really understand.
I would like to find an answer. I need to be aware of my own emotion and felling. So I’ve decided to write about it in this blog. Although a little by little…
I may never find the answer, but facing my own emoation may be a good thing.
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