Tag: reflections
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Silent Sunday…
Did somebody mention snow? Maybe not down here in Hampshire… Wishing everyone a glorious Sunday… 💖🍃🍂
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One of the worst days…
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Yesterday began like most days. I awoke in agony, triggering a mini bout of depression, wondering when I would get the next blessed hospital appointment that I was waiting for. The latest bulletin was ‘sometime in December/January’. This seems like an awful long time to wait, but then I have been in pain since before…
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Hope Springs Eternal…
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Ever since my world turned upside down earlier this year, I have tried hard not to dwell on wondering how long I have to wait until I return to my usual, fairly fit self. I can be a patient soul, but it has proven difficult to maintain, as I have discovered that I absolutely hate…
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Silent Sunday…
Mother Nature has thrown everything at us this past week, but I am happy to report that today the skies are blue and the sun is shining. I seem to have had every emotion thrown at me too during this complicated week, but like the weather outside my window, I am all sunny and smiling…
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To the Memory of Us…
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I was browsing through some old files yesterday, and I don’t know why I do, because I rarely find what I’m looking for. But what I did find was several of Anita’s poems! I forget how long it has been since anything new has graced my desk, she is getting very frail these days, but…
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The writing on the Wall…
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“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor WitShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.” This post was inspired by Omar Khayam and is about the way my life, and just everything else, it seems, has changed lately. I…
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Sunday Thoughts…
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I am so glad to have come to the end of a very dismal week. A week where I couldn’t quite get going, or know the reason why. A week where I have been doing a lot of thinking, trying to figure out the best way forward through the constant pain. I gave up a…
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The Darker side of me…
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The Darker side of me… I never knew I had a dark side, not really. I do remember having these small snarky feelings when I was a child, towards the latest person to tick me off or stand me in the corner. I am a good-natured person, I have found that life is usually better…
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No two days are the same…
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As a child, I could rely on the weather and the seasons. It was always warm and sunny in the Summer and cold and invariably wet in the Winter. At least, that is how I remember it. It was comforting to know where you were and what to expect, that any deviations would always keep…