Cuppa Daisies

Why Cuppa Daisies?

My mother was one-of-a-kind-person:   patient, loyal, helpful, gracious, faithful, dedicated.

While writing this article, I stumbled across this meaning for her name, Joan:

“honest, benevolent, brilliant and often inventive, full of high inspirations; you are courageous, honest, determined, original and creative.

Wow – how true!  Joan’s courageous spirit was evident as she struggled through her ovarian cancer and she passed away at the age of 60 on 18th August 1996, leaving behind a distraught husband and three children.  Sure, we were adults, but we were left bewildered and confused at the sudden loss of our matriarch, the person who kept it all together, who only ever showed kindness and compassion, who loved us so deeply that she never-ever had to say it out loud; we felt it at our core.  (In fact, I’m glad my parents didn’t feel the need to over use the word LOVE.  I’ve seen the effects of the misuse of this beautiful word, but that’s the subject of another blog).

My father remarried in 2000 and lived a very happy life with his wonderful wife.  My father’s wisdom was amazing … he was “my wise old man”.  He passed on 11 May 2017, just one week shy of his 85th birthday.  Not only was Dennis wise, he had a huge appetite of acceptance and the last time I saw him, he shared how this trait had benefited him his entire life.  It’s become our mantra in our home now.

My childhood was a happy one while my husband’s was a mixture of happiness and sadness.  However, in 1988, we connected at a church camp and I was very taken with his dream to one day own a large property that he would use to give needy people a hand-up.  Such big dreams for a 20 year old!

Andy and I married in 1990 and were the typical young family living in the suburbs.  But after just too many challenges (retrenchment, major car accident, death of a parent, child with mental health condition, emotional abuse in the work place, child with Type 1 diabetes, major financial issues, family challenges), we really lost our way.  Fortunately, we received help from a variety of sources but ultimately, a change was necessary.

Finally, in 2016, the planets aligned and we had the opportunity to start again:  I gave up corporate work, we sold our house, settled our bond and we moved our family to a small-holding. Andy called it The Plot Dignity.

This piece of land has been the major catalyst in giving us the chance to regain our dignity and in the process, we have been able to help others regain theirs too (both people and animals – also the subject of another blog).

So what does this have to do with Cuppa Daisies?  While Andy is given back on a larger scale, I am so happy to be making a difference in my community:  I started a small thrift shop that is enabling our local workers to purchase items for their homes at very low prices.  At the same time, this is providing an additional income for PlotWatch.

Every day I am grateful for a kind and caring mother and a wise and sensible father who, with the help of the legacies they left behind, I am finally able to Pay It Forward, for all the help we ever received, and be that kind and helpful person that my mother was.

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