Sunny Sunday morning with wintery chill in the summer sun. My mind wanders to home, to youth, to easier times when life was simpler and my struggle was simply to grow up. I had a Facebook contact with a school friend from my younger days. I only spent 4 years in Empangeni but I remember my friends often. Many have joined Facebook and my mind gets dragged back in to the memories with every contact.
I had a Skype message from my mother today and she tells me they had some things stolen from the garage. Yes, it is upsetting to have someone unknown violate your space but what can you do? They maybe needed the things more after all.
My children have been away for 2 weeks, on holiday with Colleen and her boyfriend. I think the gap in my life and the total sense of isolation brought about through this paralysis adds to a feeling of abandonment. My world is insular now. From being outgoing and extrovert I am become reserved introspective. I hesitate to say brooding and melancholy but I wonder if this is the next stage? I don't go quietly into this state, I am a firm believer and I have faith in a purpose for all that has happened. I won't go timidly into the night, but I will fight against the fading of the light. Help me.
I have a big burn on my hand from a hot tea spill and Valentino (cockatiel) seems wary of it. He gave it a nibble but I think the smell of antiseptic puts off. He loves listening to music and climbs down from shoulder and clambers onto my desk displaying juvenile clumsiness before stomping all over my keyboard. I had to delete what he wrote, for fear of offending someone or falling fowl (hee hee) of Google decency rules.
I went to our new offices on Friday and it looks good we should be kicking off some courses soon. We desperately need to get the cash in.
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