Its been lovely to have some sunny and mainly warm weather, if a touch chilly in the mornings and overnight. This of course is typical because I have been back at work this week. The lighter evenings are great too as it means there is the chance of getting small jobs done after work when I get home. Although being under the weather with a cold this week hasn't helped and my energy levels are low. There has been much discussion, planning and decision making going on in the past couple of weeks here, more about that in another post.
|Sunning them selves at work today|
Sometimes just as you think life is settling down and back into some sort of order after a very difficult and life changing 5 years, another curved ball comes your way, taking you on yet another journey and a road you never expected to take. Although its a daunting road and will be hard work it may well be one of the more sensible decisions I have made in a long time. Time as they say will tell.
There is so much flowering in the garden this week. All the daffodils are out, the cherrys amd Ribes are flowering, s are rhododendrons, hellebores, anemones and Tulips thinking about it. My collection of auricula primulas are flowering including the new ones I was gifted a month or so ago. Hopefully I'll get more photos taken over the weekend.
I found this quote while I was de cluttering my links and so on and thought it was very relevant to my changing plans and roads to travel in the upcoming months.
Have a great weekend and happy Easter.
WELCOME TO HOLLAND
Emily Perl Kingsley.
Emily Perl Kingsley.
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
|One of last years Eryngium seedheads|
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