Family, Friends, Football and Food

Hello my darlings,

I hope this blog post finds you well.

It's been several weeks since I last wrote to you all and I apologise for the delay, things got crazy busy and this was the thing that I kept putting off in order to read another sermon or sprint between lectures, society meetings, gym and work. However there were some highlights such as seeing my Dad and a Man Utd win over Tottenham, curry night with the English gang before Easter break, getting to know new friends and sunny days in the beautiful Sheffield. There has probably been many wonderful things I've forgotten to mention so apologies to those events I have forgot to mention, my brain is a little frazzled and full up at the moment but I enjoyed them all!
Hot Choc Tuesday at my new home Gelato Original 


Love my Dad. Love Man U. Best of both worlds!!!

We won <3

MMMMMMMM

Crappy Eclipse

Gorgeous Sheff

Now it's Easter 'holidays' (a fake time off where we have to write essays) and the pace has changed a little, just when I'm needing to be productive all I want to do is relax. So I have been attempting to balance essay writing with some lovely social occasions such as eating chocolate cake, playing (and winning) Harry Potter Scene it, some nice gym sessions with friends, watching Man Utd trash Liverpool on Sunday with brunch and Gelato and opportunities to relax with tv in amongst power cuts and pizza it has been anything but dull. Here's a few pictures of what I've been up to.


Harry Potter Scene It!

WOOOOO

Yum :)

Even more yum!

Sheff pretty even in the rain!

LOVE THIS CITY!!!


My blog post to you today is based around the idea of family as with Mother's Day, birthdays of my relatives and friends returning back home for the holidays it has been playing on my mind. 

I am highly blessed with a wonderful blood family who have always been there for me, since the day I was born, to love and guide me through the days. Even as we travelled to Northern Ireland (way back in 2003!!!) with only my immediate family my extended family still in England were always there with cards and family holidays. I really wouldn't have grown up to be the person I am today without their advice and support over the years. Just being around such wonderful people has meant I've learned from their patience, wit, tastes and example. They have shown me how to love others, exposed me to several different points of view and many other things besides. (I mean my music tastes owe so much to my Dad as do my politics, my love and generosity to my mum... I could genuinely do this for every member of my family but then this  blog post would be ridiculously long!) This is not counting endless lifts, holidays and school events they have had to attend because of me.  

Whilst I know I am exceedingly lucky for my good fortune in relatives (I'm not doing this blog post to rub that in!) I don't feel that my family ends there. Mother's day really bought this home to me because it is so commercialised now but as amazing as my mum is (She really inspires me!) I have been raised and mothered by many people. Mothering is the act of being there for others, looking after and loving them and that doesn't have to be done by females or even family. Hence why among friendship groups you sometimes have that one friend who acts like the 'mum' of the group. My Northern Ireland friendship group certainly has a few of those and I can't wait to see them soon as Skype is just not the same as causing havoc in restaurants in real life!

The past ten years of my life - I'm not sure if it was because I lived far away from most of my family- I have begun to widen out my definition of what family is. Best friends would become sisters and accepted into the Myer clan with almost seamless transition, children I babysat for became like little brothers, teachers became wise aunts and so on. I added to my family every day with the people I got close to, who I could count on to be there for me no matter what and loved me for who I was and vice versa. 

This has become particularly evident the past year and a half living in away from home for university, I have the added benefit of being closer to my English relatives (which fills the gap a bit of my mum,dad, bro and sis) but have also cultivated a wonderful group of friends. My Sheffield family. This number has grown the past few months and it constantly surprises me how blessed I am with the people in my life. This past year I have needed that 'family' support so much and they have never let me down with laughs, distractions, tearful conversations, food, coffee, hugs and so much love and smiles. I'd tell you everyday a massive thank you but I think you'd get a bit fed up of it! I love you all so much.

So what exactly is this point of this blog post I hear you wonder. It's not to gloat or just fill up a page to say I've done this weeks post. It's to remind you that even if you have a wonderful family, a terrible one, an incomplete one or whatever shape or size we create our own family. I am lucky to have an amazing family (and I can't wait to see my little sister tomorrow and to be back in Northern Ireland to see mum, dad, brother and adopted Myers next week!) but even more so to have wonderful friends who feel like family to me. You choose your own definition of what a family looks like not the greeting card companies!

Many thanks to my family in all it's extended format for their love and thank you to you my blogging family for taking the time to read this post.

Enjoy the rest of the week m'dears and I promise I'll send another blog post your way soon.

Much figurative love,
M x

Song of the post: Radar Detector- Darwin Deez (Shuffle on my iPod this week meant I was treated to this beauty from a playlist my friend Bethany made me years ago!)

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