Life of Lu

Do you ever have that annoying situation where you are exhausted but for the life of you, you can't sleep, as you have ten thousand thoughts flying through your mind? That is me, right now, when I have to be up in 6 hours for work. Ace.

Today was a roller coaster day, emotionally.

The positive is that I had my weigh in and I have now lost 12 pounds and 17 1/2 inches off my body. Isn't that insane?

The negative was that I had a really bad visit at work that has hit me harder than expected as the evening has worn on.

I am tired. Really tired. I hit my hours for the week on Wednesday with three full days still to work. That is not helping.

Those who know me or at least have worked with me know that I give 100% to my job.
Were I mathematically challenged I would say that I give 110% on the great days.
Today, that went unnoticed.
It was quite disheartening.
Deflating even.

Tonight my mind is dancing around the same thought.

I have revolved my life around my job.
I live in Aberdeen …

I must admit I am a little bit nervous about writing this blog today.
I am afraid that I will get a little too emotional when writing about a topic that is very close to my heart.
I will apologise now for if I ramble or get lost in a stream of consciousness. I hope you can make sense of what I am about to write.

This week, another life was lost to the tragedy that is suicide. I should correct myself, a famous life was lost to suicide. I have no doubt that this week, many families around the world are grieving and trying to figure out why one of their own has taken their own life.

The reason that I want to write this post is simply down to the number of horrible and ignorant comments that I have read on social media about Chester Bennington's death. For me, it highlighted the lack of understanding of mental health in this day and age.

I'm going to take you back on a wee journey with me and tell you why this is such a personal topic and why I feel that it needs to be spoken abou…

One of my favourite things to do is to sit back and reflect on the good things in my life. Sometimes it is easier said than done - as most of us know, adulting sucks every now and then.  For me it is a very worthwhile exercise that clears my mind and wipes away any self-pity or self-doubt that occasionally tries to creep into my head. 
1. I am thankful for writing

It has been over a month since I last blogged. A month! I haven't been so negligent of my little creative outlet in a long, long time.
I wrote back in May that I had a summer of adventure planned.
I must say that I have started it very well indeed.
I spent last week in Ireland.
It was the first time in a long time that I was just home to see my family and some friends.
I met so many cousins, aunts and uncles, my granny and of course I got to spend a lot of time with my Dad, just travelling around the countryside talking about our family history, looking at the graves of various ancestors and learning about some of the great achievements made by my great, great grandfather.

I loved the week, it was so wonderful to catch up with family members I haven't seen in far too long, we looked at old photos, caught up on my life and on theirs. It was lovely.
I drank more tea than I did in the 12 months prior to the visit, and I have been in more graveyards than I was in that same time f…

Early last year I wrote a blog about what I thought was important, after I had been asked the question while travelling in the USA. My answer was, and still is three things.  1.Laughter 2.Love 3.Music At the time, people found my number 3 odd.  My explanation was that music can make us laugh Music can make us cry Music can soothe a crying baby Music can remind us of the ones we love dearly. Tonight (04/06/17) we saw something else that music can do. Manchester showed us the power of sharing music. Music can join us together. Music can give us hope. Music can represent love.
Humans are a flawed species. One of the biggest flaws that we are faced with is extremism. There is always an excuse behind the extremism. Sometimes it is politics. Sometimes it is relationships. Sometimes (quite frequently at the moment) it is religion. The excuses are never the reason. They are excuses. Excuses made by cowards.
I am not religious. I have a lot of very religious friends. They range from Catholic/P…