From where I sit 

The sun is shining, my laptop is charged and my story is open. I am feeling excited about this week’s edition of “Sunday Stories”. I start typing away and Rupert decides that he is a better editor than me. Well I’m sorry to say that “dhsnmjffd” is not a word that I am aware of. 

I love this little guy, he is my side kick for life and I am never far from him. He is getting me into shape and has provided me with everything I need to get through this accident and face the world. I talk through all my idea with him and he is never not ready for an adventure. He doesn’t complain about an extra lap in the woods and matches me step for step (x4 for his little legs). We have our routines, road trips and Sunday snuggles. 

I thank him for every bit of motivation, confidence, and happiness he gives me. For every ham, cheese and pickle sandwich we share on the road trips. For every time he looks at me and goes “come on mom, one more time around the block.” For every rabbit hope around the bed when I say “shall…we….have….some…..dinner.” For every lesson you have taught me and continue to teach me. 

Now, where was I…editing my Sunday Stories! 🙂 catch you later 

So much love,

Ivy xx


Author: Ivy iris

This is my story of finding my ikigai. Ikigai (生き甲斐, pronounced [ee-ki-ɡU]) is a Japanese concept meaning "a reason for being". According to the Japanese, everyone has a hidden ikigai. Finding it requires a deep and often lengthy search of self. Such a search is regarded as very important, since it is believed that discovery of one’s ikigai brings satisfaction and meaning to life.

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