Just believe in yourself a little more.

"It makes me sad that some people don't see how truly great they are and how they've made so many people happy by what they do." - a recent Facebook status i wrote on my private page. 

I'd spent the day with a truly remarkable gentleman. Someone who for years, along with other family members, had followed his work and was honoured enough to meet many years later. I'm now lucky enough to call him a friend, someone I trust and someone I like having in my life.

After a couple of hours of telling each other we don't push ourselves to our full potential it dawned on me that this person, someone who I admired before I even met, someone who is known to many people, who has given and sacrificed - has the same problem as me! From my side of the fence, if he agrees or not i'm not sure, we are both a little lost. 

Now, we know where we need to get to, or where we'd like to be. We know we have the strength to do it. We have the profile / platforms / contacts to help us. There is just something we're missing or we've lost sight of. We're going on the hunt. 

I think this applies to a lot of people in general. We might be scared of success, of failure, of trying or some other excuse but our main obstacles we put in our own way are made by us. It's easy for us to build an obstacle on our own, as humans we're great at that but I can tell you now, you're going to need back up to help pull those obstacles down. 

My suggestion - build a team. people who you can really trust, people who know and understand you and all your strengths, weaknesses and quirks. Go out with a, metaphorically speaking, sledge hammer and go smash your way to success.

My friend and I are doing that next year. The rest of 2015 will be used to plot, plan and scheme. We're going to help push and make each other accountable. I'm looking forward to seeing what happens, even if it does involve getting a size 9 boot up my arse. 

Until Next Time
Be You
Miss Make It Happen

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I'm off to Mars!

By now half of the world, if not more, probably knows about the ISIS attacks over the last week in various countries across the planet. 

It is truly devastating when innocent people have to die because some people willed it to be. 

I know they had their reasons behind what they done, there will be people who agree with the deaths and a majority who do not. 

I've been thinking about it a lot over the last few days. Keeping track on what the media spoon feed us in to believing, watching videos from (apparently) ISIS themselves, watching Anonymous threaten to track down everyone involve and watch bombs fly east with messages of "from Paris, with love" scrawled on the side. 

I'm not highly educated in regards to the reasoning behind it all. I don't follow politics or religion to any agree where I can appropriately comment but what I do know is how this whole situation has made me feel. 

That's... Scared. 

I live 13 miles from the centre of London on the borders of East London and Essex. On the train today going in to London I was so nervous and all I could think about were the 7/7 bombings. 

When those bombings happened I worked in the recruitment industry. The night before I'd sent 100+ men start times to work in  London, unknowing what was about to unfold the next day. When news hit I cried, because I felt scared and guilty. All I done was my job just like any other day but if I hadn't made those calls those men would have been guaranteed safe. I spent countless hours tracking all of them down. Luckily all was fine. A few friends and acquaintances had been effected in a minor way but as a whole everyone got out ok. 

Those memories will live with me forever and now I hold on to the fear of history repeating itself. I'm scared of what ISIS potentially have planned next, I'm scared of what countries and organisations will do in retaliation and I'm scared of the consequences of what it will do to the human race as a whole. 

Anyone fancy leaving on a rocket ship and taking our chances on Mars? 

Peace out.

Look after yourself. 

Miss Make It Happen. 

Do You Remember?

I’m “only” 31 years old so I can only go back so far but do you remember in the 80s and 90s when every shop, high street, pub and train station sold poppy's? 

November would rock around and you’d start to see the little boxes appear next to the shop tills, and The British Legion and Scouts would be out in force selling poppy’s on every high street and high foot traffic area. 

Fast forward 20 odd years and I’ve spent the last 2 weeks unsuccessfully looking for a poppy. Not one shop, station, pub i’ve been in has sold them! I had to spend Remembrance Sunday without my poppy. Thankfully, I found a scarf with poppy’s on so I did try to do my bit. A number of my friends have had similar problems so i know i’m not alone. 

I’ve been thinking about why this might be and have come up with various reasons for why poppy’s seem to have become an endangered species but I just can’t put my finger on the real reason. Has anyone else had similar problems? Do you know why I can’t find a poppy?

1 - We just don’t care any more

2 - my geographical location

3 - we’re scared of offending some one

4 - we’re forgotten why we buy those little pieces of red paper stuck to green and black plastic.

i’d hope that it wasn’t number 1 and 4 but I have a sneaky suspicion it might have some thing to do with number 2 and 3.

 I’m on my way to have lunch with a Veteran and I’m actually quite embarrassed that i’m turning up without my poppy. I know he’ll understand but its not the point. Maybe Euston station or the surrounding shops can be my saving grace? keep your fingers crossed for me.

Please let me know how easy / hard you’ve found getting your hands on a poppy. i’m quite interested to know.

*UPDATE* I managed to buy a paper and metal poppy from London Liverpool Street Station before my meeting. Winning

Until next time

Much love

Miss Make It Happen.  

Self Employment, Holidays and body image. *panic panic panic*

I've been on holiday recently, my family got together to see my cousin (pictured below) get married. It was fab.

Whilst I was away I pretty much stepped away from work totally and spent some time concentrating on me. It's been about 14 years since i've been able to switch off properly. At first It was horrible. I kept eyeing my phone suspiciously, wondering what was going on back home.

After a couple of days I realised that if the world was coming to an end someone would pick up the phone and call me. I didn't need to worry about emails or social media, they would all be there when I got back.

As I started to relax, I realised that I looked at myself in the mirror more. Strange I know but its true. At first, It was glimpses of myself in a bikini. I didn't want to spend too much time looking, I am most definitely not beach body ready. The more i stepped away from work stresses and social media the more i stopped to look at myself. After a few days I was standing in front of the mirror having a good old nose. My views at first were critical of myself - big thighs, chubby belly, dark circles under eyes etc etc etc. Towards the end of the end of the holiday I was shocked to realise that I was now looking at myself through different eyes. Instead of focussing on my chubby belly, I saw a curvy hourglass waist. Instead of big thighs, I saw a curvy butt. And the subtle tan I now had was making me look healthier and less tired.

This got me thinking, do work stresses and social media really have an impact on the way we see ourselves? Do we judge ourselves more when we carry a weight on our shoulders? It's quite possibly true.

I've decided that as with immediate effect that i'll be taking a day off, at least, every week. no work, no emails, no social media and if i can blag it, no contact with people. 24 hours to learn to love myself, to read that book that's been on the shelf for the last 3 years, to eat what I want, take a nap and just be me. Do you dare to do the same?

Until Next Time
Look after yourselves
Much Love
Miss Make It Happen

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I. AM. ME.

To my family I am someone. To my friends I am another. 

I wear many hats and I am one person. 

I can be loving, I can be an arsehole. 

I can be moody, I can be hilarious. 

I am a rock, I crumble. 

I've had my heart broken in times of weakness, I have picked up the pieces in times of strength. 

I am charitable, I hate sharing. 

I'm a good person, I am a bad person. 

I am a lover, I am a fighter

I've been proud of myself and i've been ashamed

I've done great things and things I wish I could forget

I like to be alone, i like to be the centre of attention. 

I like people to think I have a heart of stone,  I just want to be cuddled and loved. 

I will hold your hand in times of trouble whilst looking away to hide my own tears. 

I sacrifice for others, I am selfish

I am the definition of contradiction. 

I am....a lot of things, I am one thing. I. AM. ME. 

through all my strengths, weaknesses, pros, cons, successes and failures, I try to be true to me. 

I am Dee 

xXx

Ask the questions.

Can you....?

Do you.....?

Will you....? 

Simple questions, right? Wrong. 

When we're in a situation where we feel threatened or scared of the outcome we can start to stress out. These simple questions then become a nightmare to ask. We probably deserve the answers to make our lives easier but we find the situation so difficult. 

Lets break things down...

You want to know the answer to something. Whats the weather going to be like (easy), What dress size is your friend? (little more awkward), How do you feel about me? (Everyone go in to hiding! quick, run)

It really is simple. To get the answers -YOU MUST ASK THE QUESTIONS!

Sometimes the unknown can be harder to handle than the truth. We could be going to an outside show, buying someone a gift or embarking on a new relationship. not knowing the answers can literally drive a person to distraction and insanity. 

I know its hard but sometimes we need to just ask the questions. The not knowing will always be harder to handle than the truth. For you see, the unknown is a bit like the universe - no ending, a lot of theories and no one can hear you when you scream. With the truth it is either good, bad or ugly but at least you can come up with a solution to the answer, accept it and move on with a smile or a tear. 

Whatever situation you find yourself in - You deserve to know the truth. This will help you plan for the future.

Enough waffle. 

catch you all later,

Miss Make It Happen xxx

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The 'C' Word.

We're not talking cunt here.

Nope, it's a whole lot worse than that.

It's CHRISTMAS in September.

You'll all know how I like to keep my blogs strictly professional and rant free (LOL) but this is a god damn fucking joke.

We all know that i'm not a christmas fan but when people start pushing it in my face from September all I want to do is track them down, smash them in to the floor and beat them to death with a double ended dildo. Seriously, DO NOT PUSH ME PEOPLE!

We've got approximately 3 god damn months between now and the season of debt, guilt and commercialisation. These 3 months include MY BIRTHDAY, halloween, and bonfire night. All 3 of which are, in my opinion, much more fun.

The big fat judgemental bastard in a red suit isn't due for about 99 days (so FB friends keep telling me) so lets drop the shit and focus on the now. We live but once so lets not rush through the next 3 months in a blur of red and green tinsel.

If you really must start to get excited early then please remember those who are not quite as fortunate. When you're out planning what to eat, what to wear, what to buy for presents, why not stop and plan to help one of the 000's of homeless military personnel, a disadvantaged child or someone else who doesn't quite see christmas through the same haze of warm food, family hugs and fairy lights.

Look closely through your FB friend list and think hard. The likelihood is there are parents on there that are already starting to worry because they're not going to be able to give their children the things they desire. There will be people on there that will spend christmas alone and there will be people crippled by debt just to 'keep up with the jones' '.

Well my grinch-ness has come out early this year. rant over. you may all get back on with your lives.

Just remember - Don't be a cunt this christmas, think of others.

Much Love
Miss Make It Happen

Dee xx