My last post stated that a lot’s been happening over the last 5 months.
Here’s some of the evidence! A little photo-wall catch up (ketchup), if you will…
Hello blog, nice to see you again!
It’s been a busy year – which seems a strange thing to say when I’ve technically been out of work since the end of April – and there’s lot’s to catch up on. Here’s a brief summary:
Yes, it’s true. I am moving South. (Then a bit more South, across the Channel, East a bit etc…) To be honest, I don’t know exactly where I’ll be between December and April, but there will be stretches of various lengths in other countries (as well as heck of a lot of time on coaches I expect!!)
This is a post I’ve written and re-written multiple times and never been happy enough with to post. So I’m doing it anyway. Just as it is. Here is my stream of thoughts and a brief explanation of the upcoming changes in my life: Continue reading
I have found a peace that ploughs on through the storm.
I have found a joy that jumps over sadness.
I have found a love that lights up every room.
I have found,
I’ve found YOU.
You are all I want, You are all I need,
Everything my heart could hope for. Continue reading
I read this today and think it is, quite simply, beautiful:
The time you won your town the race,
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.
To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.
Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.
For some reason tonight I have been mulling over one of the scariest times in my (and my family’s) lives, reflecting on my memories, what could have been, what actually was… It was an emotional journey.. and I’ve come to realise that those experiences have had ongoing reverberations in the whole of my life since, which I’ve never fully acknowledged …until now.
This is not for you, you understand. This is for me. Here goes…
When I was 15 I came closer to death than anyone could have predicted or prepared for, closer than I’ve admitted to myself or to others in my conversations about it since.