Its been a while time since I last posted. . Life and work increased their pace, and I finally felt some contentment and peace. The need to purge built up frustrations and feeling has left me with a new sense of strength. Confrontation is not welcomed as an opputrinity to clear things up. I’m craving neither loud or aggressive talk, but measured and reasonable discussion , just a sharing of ideas and observations. For the first in a long while balance has been restored
Looking in, no one could see the differences.
It all looked the same.
Inside the change was seismic.
Exhale release. In with love.
Those who didn’t really know her couldn’t tell.
Those that did, could see the sparkle.
No reason other than the fact that this song is beautiful…enjoy.
The end of summer is almost here and suddenly we have two 3rd graders and one 6th grader. This school year and summer has been one of spreading wings and learning to fly. I have learnt that perhaps I don’t always know best and I need to take cues from my kids. They are no longer my babies, but independent, smart and intelligent children, who are capable of making their own decisions about many things, as my older one constantly says ; trust me. This means I have more time and fewer excuses to not do what I am always saying I want to do. Now is the time to put my money where my mouth is and just do it.
There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter,
and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands
and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself. ~~
John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994
Thirteen years on and it still feels raw, an ache that builds , a lump in the throat that doesn’t subside.
A Smile and a nod, when asked how you are because you can’t trust yourself to speak without crying.
Every year, a broken promise that it will get better.