Wednesday, July 15, 2009

What Amy Can't Live Without

This week, we meet Amy of The Tea Party. She's a Sydney chick, currently living over the pond...and she has excellent taste in bags! Have a squiz at what she can't live without!
  1. Phones - I need to be in touch with the world 27/7...well, I don't need to, but I sleep better at night knowing I can be.
  2. Unconditional Love - from my husband and my God.
  3. Music - my day would not be complete without it! I like to think of it as my emotional oxygen. I once read a quote by Victor Hugo ‘Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent’.How very true.
  4. Water – for drinking, for swimming and bathing.It’s my favourite beverage. I love it, and consume at least 1.5L a day.
  5. Coffee (plunger) - the smell of freshly brewed plunger coffee any time of the day is magnificent. My husband often refers to coffee as ‘life in a cup’- how true is that at 7 o’clock in the morning?
  6. My babies - I adore my 3 little angels, and know I wouldn't be the person I am today without them.
  7. High speed wireless internet - for surfing, emailing, skyping and more. If we ever return to Australia, I will sadly have to live without it.
  8. Who I am - knowing who I am, that is. I'm adopted, and come from an incredibly loving family, but still craved for identity. It is impossible to relay in a few short sentences the anguish of not knowing who you are, or where you came from, especially once your own offspring arrive. Finally, at the age of 23, by a nothing short of a miracle I found my birth family, and oh, the release, the relief and the joy that came with knowing is indescribable.
  9. Access to information - be it newspapers, libraries, magazines, encyclopaedias, I need to know it all, and am so thankful to live in a civilization that doesn't censor news or history.

1 comment:

Rowe said...

Amy, that is wonderful you found your birth family, particulary so you can answer your children's questions they will no doubt be asking when they get older. My dad died when I was too young to know him, I was heartbroken and distressed when old enough for mum to tell me my dad was not alive and realising I would never see him. That is a lovely photo of your three little angels.