I will !

IronMum has been in Kona to see the IronMan event... she came back with a little something for me!!
A little something, which she knows has huge meaning to me. This tshirt and the quote has special significance to me, and she knows all the reasons why...
Not JUST because of this video (which I've previously shared here) and the awesome inspiration that is the female athletes. Not just because my kids all sing the song & want me to replay the video clip over and over... not just because when they see me doing similar workouts at the gym, they shout across the floor "that's my Mum" {okay, that happened once, by my 2 year old Ben, very excited he was! watching me do clean and presses with a bar & weights}...
This tshirt is special, and significant to me because it is my "motto"... it drives me, and makes me want to work so hard, it's my reason, my fuel of desire to challenge myself physically every day. Protecting my children.
You see, when I was growing up... my Mum was not able to "protect this house"... in fact because of her lifestyle of drugs & booze... of victim-ism, violence and party party - I rarely felt protected, or secure.
Our home, our sacred space where we could grow and not be afraid to be ourselves... it didn't exist for me and my siblings. To say I had a tumultuous upbringing would be putting it mildly... my mother was/is a heroin addict, her husband too... and alcoholics... also violent and abusive. Not the best environment for kids to grow up in. Now that I have grown I realise she has her own story {as did he}, and her own tumultuous upbringing where she was unable to break the cycle. Even tho it was not great, it really was her/their very best. I am so grateful that I was able to break the cycle. For me. For my children.
Some experiences can make you weak, or break you... and for some it just makes them that much stronger. As is the case with me. No I didn't have a great childhood... but I learnt so much about my strength of character, my perseverance, my compassion, ability to see the best... and to say no, not good enough for me! I came into my own... and I believed in myself and a better life for me and the family I was to have of my own.
Some things I learnt... my children do not give a hoot about my childhood {and nor should they!!} they only care about their own childhood... and how I make them feel. Rightly so!
I also learned that everyone has a story, and each story is relative to that person, and their experience. Never assume, never think you know why a person behaves or reacts a certain way... they may have a story which - you could never ever have imagined. I learnt, too... to have compassion and to heal.
This is how I have been able to create a real home, a protective home, of love and security... for my children... I protect them, and I can protect them from any kind of destructive behaviour entering our home. That's not to say they have a perfect childhood, they don't. Just that I do my best every day to protect them, and to protect this house.
And I do.
I WILL.
Always.
Bxo
PS. IronMum, thank you for this gift & the gift of your friendship... of the many words spoken, and the many not required to be spoken, just known and understood. Let's do this! xox