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Holding Onto the Things That Make Me Happy

These last 6 months have been different, almost surreal, but there’s hope that we are heading towards the better side of things now. Under no means has Covid-19 gone away. However, the restrictions have eased compared to how life was in March. There has been so much negativity in the news, people’s spirits haven’t been as high which is completely understandable. I have been one of those people from time to time. I’ve also faced new challenges with my health trying to figure out what’s happening. Right now, apparently there are ‘no answers’. Although that’s not good enough, I like to think I will get there. As we approach the last 4 months of 2020, I want to share the things I’m thankful for and looking forward to.

Seeing friends and family more

It’s always nice to surround yourself with friends and family. When Covid-19 took that away, life was pretty hard. Calls, texts, and FaceTimes, just weren’t doing it for me anymore. No hugs or kisses. I’m that person who loves a good hug. I love to smile with my friends and family, have a laugh, and be as random as I always am. It’s good that I have been able to see much more of them recently and catch up. A couple of friends are buying houses this year and I am over the moon for them. The excitement is very real!

Making the most of challenging times

Luckily for me, I continued to do all of those things above with Danny. The smiles, hugs, being silly together, comforting me when I cried, holding my head up when I felt down and low. The biggest encourager on my running journey, and the best company to have when we worked from home together. I am so thankful for the last 6 months, for the way they have brought us closer to one another. I think seeing each other at work was the only way we had never seen each other before. So, I feel like all kind of experiences and emotions with each other are complete! Wow, I miss our adventures together but I’m so excited to re-book New York for next year (fingers crossed) and to see what the future holds for us.

Knowing that home is my favourite place of all

Home is my happy place. I mean, I am missing the getaways but I am glad that I have a home full of love. It’s been just over 18 months since we became homeowners and this December will be our 8th Christmas together. Time goes so fast and I’m so lucky that I get to build many more memories together. Unfortunately for Danny, that involves catching all of the spiders. I get over them… then it’s like I’m scared again because they are bigger each time *cry*. I love maintaining our beautiful home and continuing to make decisions on the little touches that make it our own. And as much as I love summer, I’m really looking forward to the cosy autumn/winter nights in as we approach Christmas. Let’s face it, it’ll be here before we know it!

What’s making you happy at the moment?

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Tasha running by the river side

My Running Journey to 100k for Guide Dogs UK

Remember when I said I was running 100k for charity and your jaws probably dropped just as much as mine did?! Well, believe it or not, I have now completed the challenge. My plan was to run 5k a day for 20 days in July to raise £100 a couple of days before my grandad’s birthday. However, I managed to finish the run 3 days early. Those 17 days (+2 rest days) have taught me a few things. So, I am going to talk about those along with answering a few questions Guide Dogs UK have asked me.

Why did I choose to fundraise for Guide Dogs UK?

In the earlier years of his life, grandad used to visit Henshaws every Wednesday afternoon on Talbot Road in Stretford. He helped out there with various projects to support people with sight loss and other disabilities. Another thing I recently learned from my mum is that, grandad visited the Disabled Living Centre, to pick up some kitchen gadgets such as alarm assisted mugs etc. that had been donated to Henshaws. I currently work for Disabled Living and I remember the feeling I had when I was accepted there. It turns out the link between my charity work and disabilities is even stronger now I know this.

The past few months, me and mum have been reminiscing about loads of different memories of my grandad to the point where I wondered what charity challenge I could do next.

I was browsing through the Guide Dogs UK website and found that the 100 for 100 challenge was live between 1st July – November 2020. Of course, my mind immediately thought, “Ooo let’s give this a go!” and that’s when I made the decision to carry out the challenge in July and it fit nicely around his birthday (today, 22nd July).

Guide Dogs UK is an amazing charity and one which meant a lot to my grandad. The charity supports blind people and those who are partially sighted. When grandad was alive, as soon as he found out he was partially sighted, he decided to sponsor a Labrador puppy and I still have the little teddy called Angel which he received in one of his ‘Sponsor a Puppy’ packs. He also went on a 5-day training course with Guide Dogs UK and was offered the chance to have his own guide dog but he thought as he had the support of his family around him, a guide dog would give someone who lived alone the help and comfort they needed.

How well did I tackle the challenge?

Tasha running down the road in the rain

Running in the rain

I may have finished the run early due to some routes being longer than others but it doesn’t mean that I breezed through it so easily. The hardest part of it all was the middle stage – back and shin aches. Knowing that I had ran so far but still had the other half of the hurdle to complete made me worry if I could actually do it.

The piece of advice I would give to anyone completing any challenge is, to not doubt yourself. Tell yourself you can do it and you will. Also, don’t forget to create a music playlist which encourages you to keep going. There’s nothing wrong with taking breaks along the way and changing your pace. For me, it wasn’t about speed, I just knew I would get there and that some days were going to be tougher than others. My biggest motivator was Danny. Each day I came home after running, he said, “How was it? I’m proud of you.”

The best thing about this particular challenge is that I did it alone (other than 3 occasions where I had some company). It helped me find more confidence in myself and not to be afraid. I’ll admit, as sad as it sounds, I did have a few tears strolling down my face as I approached the end of my running journey but it was only because A) I proved to myself I could finish it and B) when it’s someone you love and miss, it’s bound to be at least, a little emotional. Grandad may not have been there at the end of the road in person but I did visit him and granny every other day as I went by the cemetery.

How did I exceed my fundraising target?

running route map on the MapMyRun app

The last day of running for the 100k

I think the main reason I exceeded my fundraising target was due to lots of social media promotion across Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. And of course, without the generosity of my lovely supporters who donated to my page, I wouldn’t have reached over 300% of my target.

The importance of supporting Guide Dogs UK

If you have a family member or friend who lives/has lived with sight loss or visual impairments, why not think of challenge you could do this year for Guide Dogs UK? Or perhaps you would like to offer your skills and volunteer for them. Take a look at their website to see how you can help. Visit: https://www.guidedogs.org.uk/how-you-can-help

visiting granny and grandad at the cemetery

The Importance of Memories With Your Loved Ones

Memories and experiences shape you into the person you are today. No matter your age, you have your own story. So far in life, there have been some difficult situations I have experienced, fortunately outweighed by the good. I’m a firm believer in taking something good from a negative event.

Family is everything. I love the bond I have with my mum, dad, and brothers. We have shared so much together, tough times and also some of the best times. I think we will always have each other and I’m so glad.

This last month or so has been a reflective time for me. Maybe a lot of things come down to my emotional nature, that’s what got me started on this blog almost 5 years ago after all. It got me thinking, you waste too much time wondering what if, I wish I could have… and so on.

You can look back, dwell in sorrow, or smile and grow stronger. I must admit I still cry no matter how many years go by but that’s just in my nature. I’m still much stronger than I used to be. Danny’s endless love for us and our life always gives me something to hold onto. Whatever may come, we face it together. I have lost count of the amount of times he has held me when I have hit such low points.

Life is what you make it…

You can’t predict the future, nor can you force things to happen. However, you can hope and think positive. Life can throw twists and turns. How you deal with them, is down to outlook. Take someone who you were very close to and the day you lost them. You feel raw. A piece of the jigsaw that made your life whole is missing. It is also a very confusing and a lot for your heart to take.

I remember I was 7 years old when I lost someone I loved for the first time, someone I was very close to, my granny. I couldn’t prep for school plays or assemblies. I didn’t understand how you could just lose someone. It was painful enough seeing her unwell in hospital. I cried at home. I cried at school. I cried at my friend’s house.

Someone taught me how to braver and stronger – my grandad. I used to think seeing granny’s face in my dreams was scary, waking up to the reality that she was no longer here. Grandad always said, she is always going to be there and when I look at the sky at night she will be one of the stars twinkling bright. I haven’t stopped paying so much attention to the stars since. When I lived at my mum and dad’s, I always thought she was there each night in the same spot. Although I’m in a house of my own now, I still smile when the stars are out at night.

When grandad passed away, I may have been older but it didn’t make it any easier. My heart sunk harder than I ever thought it could. You see, he always shown us that Granny’s life was around us. Having his hugs, holding his hand, and sharing the most exciting adventures was everything. He brought anything he could to life, the light always shined, and he was my hero.

Together, granny and grandad were a significant couple, not just as grandparents, but because they were special in their own ways. Granny – a beautiful woman, so playful always making us laugh, caring, always looked out for you, and the best kind of granny ever. Grandad – he gave you his heart and soul, he was the strongest man. Not once did he stop loving any us differently, and he did everything in his power to give you the best in life, most of all, his love. Together, they were one in a million.

There’s always something to give back

My mum and have have always understood that dreams can come true if you fight hard enough and that love keeps everything alive. Through my dad’s protective streak and being the person I can always turn to for help, to my mum’s loving nature and showing me that I should always “hold my head up high”, no matter what life throws at you, plays a part in the person I am today. But it goes without saying, granny and grandad helped me to see that, life is what you make it and more.

I’m always on the look out to see how I can support charities in memory of the those who were very special to me. A few that are close to my heart are Cancer Research UK, Tommy’s and The British Heart Foundation. I wonder what my next charity challenge will be?

I hope this post inspires you to reflect on what the most important people in your life have taught you and how you should always hold them close to your heart.

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13 Years Later and You Shine Brighter Than Ever

I was about to write a short caption on a draft photo upload to Instagram, then I realised that I had more to say.

You can’t fit into one blog post how having someone in your life makes such a significant impact. I spent 13 years with him and now it’s been 13 years without him. My grandad was my biggest hero. He taught me how to be strong, brave and kind. The most generous hearted person. He was the only one who would play shop and post office with me more than twice at a time. He encouraged me to go on my first huge rollercoaster ride when I was absolutely terrified. And since that day, I’ve learnt the importance of being brave and coming out of my comfort zone. The one person I could share everything with and made it all better. He always gave me the greatest hugs and tickled my arm when I needed to go to sleep.

Nothing beat the love he had for his grandchildren. He wanted to give us the world. The amount of happiness he brought into our lives will always give us something to look back on and smile about.

I never thought anything could break grandad. You know, it was as if he was unstoppable. There’s been two instances that shown me otherwise. The first – when granny passed away on 9th February 2002. Stood alone, I watched him crumble, crying so hard, putting his head into his hands. I was in the hallway at mum and dad’s house and I looked into the kitchen to see him, heartbroken. As much as it’s a memory I’d like to phase away, I don’t think it ever will.

You build such a strong bond, share adventures and they hold your hand throughout childhood. They watch you become a teenager and then…

The second – the day his heart stopped on 21st May 2007. My dad told school that he needed me and my brother to come home. A guidance counsellor who got to know me though being bullied at the time, found me straight away. I was so confused. I didn’t say much until we walked to the car waiting for my brother to come. “Is it mum?” “Is Gaz okay?” My dad didn’t know what to say even though he was trying to tell us. I asked, “N-no, no, Grandad?” and my dad’s face said all it needed to. The car journey home was probably the quietest moment I’ve shared with one of my brothers. It was happening all over again. That was us, home, ran to our bedrooms and cried uncontrollably.

I remember visiting grandad in hospital and him telling me, “You’re growing up so much”. Getting on a bus to visit him at the hospital on my own didn’t phase me one bit. Walking through the hospital, seeing Ward H2, seeing him lay in the hospital bed didn’t scare me. No longer being able to hold his hand scared me. I used to bring 2 of my high school friends to stay on many weekends at his house – his kindness spread to others like them. They seen, no matter how old I was, the relationship we had didn’t change. I only wish I could’ve seen him when he went home this time.

I could spend my life hating coronary heart disease but hate isn’t something that grandad would’ve wanted. Hopefully you’ll see, why I love doing all I can to support the British Heart Foundation. Also, I think it’s crazy how, ever since I was a little girl I’ve always wanted a golden Labrador/Retriever and that’s the breed of dog grandad sponsored and almost had one as a guide dog for his visual impairment.

Grandad, just as we used to do for granny, every time I look to the sky at night and I see a star, I’ll think of you. “Love you millions!”

I haven’t written this blog post to give myself a good cry, as much as I’ve had to fight it whilst putting it together. It’s more to remind myself how special life is. Time and love is everything. There’s no escaping loved ones, they are in each and every little thing we see or do. You find yourself thinking about or doing something they taught you. And I hope this teaches anyone who’s reading this post, to hold tight onto everything that makes you happy.