Entries by Shauna Blaak

When Your Soul Craves Distraction (FMF: Distraction)

“Ooooo, pretty. So shiny. Can you see the pretty lights?”

The candlelight danced on the ceiling of our small kitchen, while two unsuspecting little ones pointed and quietly ate their supper.

Spaghetti.

But not just any spaghetti… spaghetti cooked with vegetables in the sauce. I nervously waited for cries of protest, but nobody noticed. Nope. They just ate, bite after bite, all while admiring the flames and the pretty light show around the room.

What a lovely distraction.

Embracing your NOW in all its Forms and Flaws (FMF: Now)

They say that “If you don’t like the weather in Jeffreys Bay, South Africa, just wait five minutes.” It’s so true. Living on the coast means that the weather can change without warning, hour by hour, minute by minute. You never really know what you’re gonna get.

Does that sound familiar? If you’re anything like me, perhaps your days are feeling a little bit like Jbay weather right now. Lockdown, quarantine, self-isolating, whatever you call it, is an incredible pressure cooker. It turns up the heat and exposes everything that is really going on under the surface.

If you were to ask me randomly throughout the day, “So, Shauna, how are you doing now?” my answers would probably sound a little like this….

Hanging onto Promises in Canada (FMF: Offer)

So, how’s Canada?

It’s become the most frequently heard question in my life.

It’s been 11 months since I last posted anything about SuperMom and the International Family. Eleven exciting and exhausting months. In that time, we sold a house, gave away our beloved dogs, sold as much as we could and packed up the rest, said goodbye to a life we loved in South Africa and moved across the planet.

How is Canada?

We became re-acquainted with our homeland, a land that looks similar but feels awfully strange. ‘Familiar strangeness’ is the only description that fits.

We made new friends and caught up with old ones. We survived the coldest February in 40 years of Alberta’s history, and we’re just starting to thaw in the warmth of the spring sun. Thank God.

How is Canada?