The village of my soul


I’m taking my life list seriously. This morning, when I would usually clean up breakfast dishes I sat reading with my little men instead.

I had my Pilates class and am now on my way to lunch with a friend whose face I miss so much. She’s a dear friend and we don’t see each other often. Children, work and other commitments mean months go by without a catch up. We won’t shut up the whole time and I will leave her feeling refreshed.

Monday the boys and I are meeting up with a twitter friend who’s in town. We’ve never met before but I know that it we will slip into conversation easily. That it will be a lovely morning and our kids will love each other.

One of my favourite people in the world had a baby yesterday. I cried with happiness as I heard the news. I’ve never met her either though I will in July. She’s become a daily presence in my life.

One of my other favourite women gifted me one of the cups you see above. I think of her when I use that cup. And many other times a day too. She is a kindred spirit in every possible sense of the word.

My best friend and I have spent the better part of the last 20 years not living in the same city and most of it not in the same country. The interwebs has made our correspondence easier but I have shoeboxes full of correspondence between us too. She’s a big part of my life and will always be so.

The first beautiful friendships the interwebs brought me with Megan and Zoey are ones I treasure too. No two women have made me think and reassess more than they.

As a Mama, I’ve found it tricky to make other Mama friends in real life. I’m not too sure why really. Tricky babies don’t help but it’s more than that.

The ebbs and flows of life mean that people come and go from our lives. I’ve been around long enough to know that not everything is meant to last. What I do know is that the connections I have now, with these remarkable women (and at least a dozen more), are deep and etched into my heart and soul.

The village of my soul is populated by some amazing women and tapping in to this village makes is an important part of achieving my life list.

7 thoughts on “The village of my soul

  1. The Little Red Hen

    Goodness I feel pretty lucky to be included in such a gorgeous heartfelt post!
    I know just what you mean about the ebb & flow of life with people coming and going but the ‘right’ ones more often than not being the ones that stay.
    Can’t wait for Monday!

    1. catbeloverly Post author

      I am so glad to hear about the “finally”! It’s been the biggest “shock” for me to not have “colleagues” in my Mama “role”. And I’m thrilled we live in the time of the Internet when I have been able to meet some wonderful women, you included. X

  2. Natalie

    Oh lovely Cat, I am so touched by your post. I too believe that we truly are kindred spirits in every sense of the word and think about you many times a day. I’d text you each time I do except your phone would hardly stop beeping with new messages! I’m so incredibly thankful to have found the village of my soul too and having you in it brings me more happiness than words could ever say. I can’t wait to meet you in person, even knowing there will probably be tears then too! xxx

  3. Maxabella

    I remember you writing about feeling somewhat isolated by mothers in your area before, Cat. I’m so glad that the internet has been able to expand your horizons to make you realise that there is so much support out there in the world if only you look for it and ask for it. I’m very glad you found it. x

    1. catbeloverly Post author

      It’s been interesting Bron. Not what I thought my Mama journey would bring me at all….but heck, what I think in advance and reality rarely match 🙂 I’ve been lucky to find some wonderful friends. And oh man, the “kindy/school mum” thing is just starting and I feel like I’m back at school too with the various “groups”. Thank you for stopping by lovely x


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