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 I want to start a wave of positivity on Social Media and in life in general. No scratch that, I want to contribute to the wave that is already there, by showing appreciation for people in my life. The people that have had the most specific influences on me. 

I'm not trying to be soppy or "woo-woo", just a little more vulnerable and honest. A little more human!

If you don't see your name pop up please don't be disheartened. I may not have worked out what you have given me yet or I may not have found the words but know this - you all inspire me in some way 🙂

I also challenge you to do the same. In life and especially on social media (if you want to). Let's weed out the negativity and replace it with positivity! 

So first up. 

Mom. 

Vi Adams 

My mom has struggled a lot in life. Emotionally and financially. I know we all have. 

When I was a kid Mom worked 3 jobs just to keep us on the bread line. To steal a line from JK Rowling,  we were about as poor as you could be in modern Britain without being homeless, and we came close a few times, but Mom fought to make sure that it never happened!

I should also add that Mom was a single mother of 4!

As a kid I didn't appreciate what she was doing for us as it didn't bring me the Adidas trainers that all my friends had or the Commodore 64 computer etc. She kept us fed, warm, clothed, housed and loved. That's all that counts right? I certainly appreciate it now!

Mom worked HARD, and was tired, but even though she was, she always made time for someone else in need. 

Be it a relative suffering from mental health issues (there were a few), a grieving loved one, a son who always ended up needing a roof over his head as something failed to pan out, and that little frail old man who struggled to carry that heavy suitcase up the icy Southcourt street on a bitterly cold and snowy Christmas Eve (yep we did have the odd white Christmas here and there lol).

It's that one image that sticks in my mind the most. And it was my Mom who helped him! And it makes me proud! Growing up she was always selfless like that!

It is from her, that I get my compassion for others. 

Another thing that I get from my Mom is, the drive to carry on even when the odds are against me. I'm often called stubborn - yeah I know, I am - and as a kid my "perseverance" was at the annoyance of EVERYONE else. However, it is that trait that has served me best in life. A power I can draw on when I need it the most. My determination (if sometimes lapse) is dogged. And I get that from her!

I don't say I love you enough (if at all out loud) but Mom I do, and I thank you for my love, compassion and determination and loads more. 

It's all because of you!

Now there is no worrying circumstance as to why I have written this and I haven't lost my mind (much), I just want to start something new. Are you with me?  

Please feel free to tag me in a post if you'd like to, or not it's cool and if this kind of thing annoys you, or makes you feel sick, please feel free to block or unfriend me, there'll be no hard feeling towards you 🙂 

I hope you all have a great day and I'll be back with a new name soon x

I should clarify here I'm not fishing for compliments for me, just hoping we can all play it forward to someone else x

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