Remembering Snuggles with Love


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Thanks for your wishes for my 4 year Bloggerversary.

Things are starting to look up, since my 5 weeks of sadness, and intense tender hooks with my guineapigs. Losing Cinnamon, and then Snuggles exactly a month later, has been a huge blow.

Thankfully, Snow is on the mend from her operation for a bad mouth abscess. She is going to be on antibiotics for another month, and still being looked after by my mum.

I have to say, I am still grieving for Snuggles. Despite the fact, I still have Daisy and Chestnut, it is a lot quieter than it used to be in my flat, and the atmosphere is different. I am trying to get used to it, but it’s hard.

Someone upset me in my day job, by making insensitive comments about my guineapigs and laughing. I won’t go into what they said, but it caused me to cry. At the end of the day, they apologised, but it made my grief worse. Add to that, some colleagues had not been happy with me taking time off for my piggies, it has made me think about the situation a lot more. Instead of just focusing on the future, like I was trying to do, and coping with my loss, I feel I have been grieving, and back in a head place that’s not as healthy. Although my Grandma died in June, her ashes have not yet been scattered.

Having said all of that, I am still looking towards an awesome future. I have just relaunched my newly designed http://www.blogtrainer.co.uk site, that is much better than the previous version.

I have been mentoring some people in their businesses and now starting to officially launch my QuirkyMentoring.com services, as part of my Quirky empire/business. Specialising in Quirky Mentoring reports for businesses. I have yet to build the website; but I just launched on Twitter with my http://www.twitter.com/quirkymentoring and Facebook page, http://www.facebook.com/quirkymentoring.

I am already getting a lot of followers for my http://www.twitter.com/quirkycoaching account on Twitter, and I haven’t finished building the site yet. I just launched Quirky Coaching on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/quirkycoaching As you can imagine, being quirky, it’s like no other coaching that I know of on the planet. In the fact it breaks the codes and conventions of traditional coaching, by mixing advice and coaching together. Rules are, you don’t give advice in a coaching session. From my own personal experience of being coached, that’s what I didn’t like about traditional coaching. I want to think up ideas myself, but if I can’t, I want advice from someone with experience, knowledge or information, that may help me to advance my career quicker – Hey presto, that’s what Quirky Coaching is all about. Incorporating the 6 principles of Quirky Coaching success: Consult/Advise/Mentor/Coach/Train/Evaluate. Using a combination of some, or all of these, to get the desired result.

I want to take this opportunity to remember Snuggles with love, and post a never seen before photos of me and Snugs, along with photos of the plant, the vets sent to me, with their condolences. They also sent me a belated card for Cinnamon’s death.

Snuggles licked the tears from my face, after my Grandma died, when I was in my home alone. She was physically there for me, when others weren’t. That’s priceless and special, I feel I owe her so much. I hope I can move on and the hole in my heart will heal. I miss Snuggles so much. Love you my baby forever xxxxxxxx

As I type this, I am poorly with a tummy bug and flu like symptoms. I went to sleep yesterday for the night, just after 5.30pm. That is unheard of for me.

I know I haven’t commented much on your blogs recently, and for that I apologise. I often think of you, I am just flat out with so much work at the moment, and not getting as much time to blog. I need to build and finish 6 websites before Christmas, and finalise my Break through the barriers of redundancy book. Thanks for your patience, loyalty and support. It is very much appreciated.

I hope you have a great week and I will write as soon as I am able to.

Sandra