Taking Time

In a month’s time, it will be anniversary of John’s death. Naturally, my thoughts have turned back to those desperate months leading up to the event, in which Mum also died, when we made great efforts and put strategies in place to try and stave off the inevitable. And I’ve discovered that so far, time is not yet a healer. In fact, those Job’s Comforters around me like to tell me that ‘the second year is the worst‘. Cheers – thanks for that. I’ll gird my loins.

I’ve also discovered that the past year has revealed some amazing things (which I’ve probably described before – sorry): friends who have really stepped up to help me and keep me sane; family who have been there whenever I’ve needed them; leisure activities which have kept me focused on something other than being bereft; nature that has such healing properties; poetry which I’ve always enjoyed, but now seems to have a deeper significance; and writing which seems to soothe the soul.

All of these things have been available to me for ever previously, but they have not always delivered such a punch that makes me acknowledge their wondrousness. Heightened and honed by bereavement, my eye sometimes sees things dulled and tiresome; and yet, at others, it sees those very same things as sparkling and interesting. The Big Dipper of life has never felt quite so intimate and close. But, I’m taking my time.

In amongst the hectic-ness of everyday stuff, such as another funeral, Prayer Group, Yoga, Quiz Night, Centre Stage (the Murder Mystery offshoot), coffee/lunch with friends, babysitting and so on, I am definitely finding time for some reflection and some down time in which I can addle my brain and (sometimes) prevent it from racing. I acknowledge that this is now my mantra: Take Your Time. I’ll let you know how I get on…….

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Graham sent some holiday photos that he’d taken and which I think are smashing, so I thought I’d share – but beware!! I may share more another day because he’s taken some real crackers!!

Lunch in Dubrovnik…..

On the island of Lokrum. There were loads of peacocks – here’s one that took a fancy to Gail!

And here we are just by the gorgeous blue sea on that same island – I’d had a lovely paddle!

God bless, everyone.

4 thoughts on “Taking Time”

  1. They certainly are lovely photos 😊
    I’m glad you are finding some time to be still amongst all the busyness. Autumn is a season for reflection and remembrance.
    As for the rest – as Dory says in ‘Finding Nemo’ just keep swimming xxx

  2. You have a beautiful way with words.

    Please keep writing as you make much sense to me.

    Sending my love❤️

    1. Thank you Dawn! That’s lovely of you. Hope you had a great birthday by the way!!! 60!! Crikey! Where do the years go?

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