How little we know the future, wonderful moments you can never recreate again.
The things that change by choice, by the path of time or by misfortune, and the consequences which make the past the past, set in stone.
It's OK, we'll move and normal will return and we can recreate the major events we've enjoyed before, this was the thought. But the truth is that it's not possible. We'll move, eventually, we'll end up in a different place to what we want, but those parties who are a part of that future memory change too, it's so easy to under estimate.
Children grow up, teenagers aren't interested and then they have their own lives and memories to make. You hope they'll come back to the fold, but can you make it irresistible enough to ensure they do, and what other things will magnetise them away, life offers new freedoms, a bigger, more wondrous world to explore that's at your finger tips. Does family hold the strength it used to? And there's always the time it takes to learn the strength of family against friendship.
Then theres path change, someone separates, moves, emigrates, then what? What was a straight forward plan of yearly get together is suddenly very difficult and complex, a juggling act.
Take it for granted? You think you don't at the time, everyone together, the warmth of the whole love brought into one room, but times change and evolve and bring new great things and takes away beloved golden things too. Don't take a second for granted, enjoy it to the full and bank it's feeling, atmosphere and presence, for it will never be again.
Tuesday, 29 October 2013
Never To Be Underestimated
The power of friendship. It can come from the least expected place, a bright new light, a new more colourful dimension with bright new avenues to explore. The magic of friendship is not just there for the taking, it'll not just come to you, as it can be as easily lost as it can be acquired. A little nurturing, a connection, a bond, even something so strong it's unbreakable even at the furthest distance and when very little communication exists at all. Sometimes it's simply a sense, a feeling without prompting or pressence and may have a very long break.
Simple words can bring huge emotion, they can touch places others can't, bring pictures, sounds and smells, and replay scenes in your mind. Things shared in the past make us strong and create an invisable tie, they are what makes us us. So many emotions, love, fear, laughter, hate, humour, sadness, joy, pain, elation, spite, lust, dread, guilt, to name just a few.
Friendship is what we are made of, what each and every day is influenced by, it's not a physical connection, you don't share DNA, just emotions, thoughts and experiences. It is also unpredictable, unmapped and a challenge, who are we meant to be with? who would we like to be with? and who shouldn't we even go near? We'll never know in advance, so is the key to have as many friendships as possible to find the few we're truely enriched by? do you have to have a best friend? Does 'best friend' mean the same as 'soulmate'. Someone to just be with, talk endlessly too, never find boring, enjoy every minute together, share emotions with, be there for, tell the truth to, confide in, Love? Can we live without one? Have you had one through your entire life? What would you do for them? Anything? Give your life to save theirs?
But then theres you, me, myself and I. You meet many people in life, how do you turn an acquaintance into a friendship? how do you keep that friendship? why do you keep it? what makes it valuable? what do you get out of it? is it more effort than reward? is it selfish? are you using them? or are you there for them more than yourself? does it open doors for you? offer new opportunities? make things in your life achieveable?
Friends: in the eve of my forties I realised, they're my world. I love you all, from those I play games with to those I spend a lot of time with, those that I share the odd line of text with to those I tell secrets too. Our connection and it's value in life are often underestimated.
Simple words can bring huge emotion, they can touch places others can't, bring pictures, sounds and smells, and replay scenes in your mind. Things shared in the past make us strong and create an invisable tie, they are what makes us us. So many emotions, love, fear, laughter, hate, humour, sadness, joy, pain, elation, spite, lust, dread, guilt, to name just a few.
Friendship is what we are made of, what each and every day is influenced by, it's not a physical connection, you don't share DNA, just emotions, thoughts and experiences. It is also unpredictable, unmapped and a challenge, who are we meant to be with? who would we like to be with? and who shouldn't we even go near? We'll never know in advance, so is the key to have as many friendships as possible to find the few we're truely enriched by? do you have to have a best friend? Does 'best friend' mean the same as 'soulmate'. Someone to just be with, talk endlessly too, never find boring, enjoy every minute together, share emotions with, be there for, tell the truth to, confide in, Love? Can we live without one? Have you had one through your entire life? What would you do for them? Anything? Give your life to save theirs?
But then theres you, me, myself and I. You meet many people in life, how do you turn an acquaintance into a friendship? how do you keep that friendship? why do you keep it? what makes it valuable? what do you get out of it? is it more effort than reward? is it selfish? are you using them? or are you there for them more than yourself? does it open doors for you? offer new opportunities? make things in your life achieveable?
Friends: in the eve of my forties I realised, they're my world. I love you all, from those I play games with to those I spend a lot of time with, those that I share the odd line of text with to those I tell secrets too. Our connection and it's value in life are often underestimated.
Set yourself a dream. Don't forget all the parameters, details, dot the I's and cross the T's and then wait. Wait and wait some more, keep half an eye open, don't let opportunity pass you by. It might sneak and creep past without you knowing, sliver past a closed door when your back is turned.
On a rare occasion you snatch it, the opportunity for reality to plant it's seed mixed with the soil of your dream. But hey, that's whats happened. The delight oh the delight, the sparkle and tingle you feel when the dream offers itself as a possibility. You plan, you plot and you conjure up all sorts of images, photos yet to be put to paper, disk or memory stick. It's a bit quick, quick, slow, excitement is followed by sensible contemplation followed by waking in the wee hours your mind clear as day with a process, and procedure of how to achieve it.
So it's coming true, how exciting, a new challenge the world is your oyster once more, it can be what you want, you can be who you want, a time for change and pack away the past, tidy it into neat compartments, memories, trinkets and sentiments. Your clear now, your pictures in front of you ready to be made a reality. The fun has just begun, delving and deliberating, binning instantly and marvelling all at once. Oh no that's not for me, oh yes this will do nicely, but oh whats that, a chink of darkness ruins the whole picture. Never mind move on to the next one, no, no, maybe, err but it's not the dream, exhausted now, I need sleep, dreamland is so enticing.
A new day, a revisit, can I make it the dream, can I? If we change this and put this there and lay a new colour here, that will be nearer the dream, but this, well I can't fix this, perhaps it's not for me. The lul, the belief your dream is just around the corner, then theres the doubt, is it me? can I not be please? Am I too picky? No, you must stand up for whats right, it's your dream, don't give up, the ONE will be there, somewhere, maybe over a rainbow. Patience. Exhaustion. Despair. Another lul, a break, that's it, a change of scene. Oh that was nice, fresh air, the wind blowing my mind free, the sun is warm on my skin, revitalised, new vigour, a new creation is awaiting my stamp.
You postpone the inevitable revisit to the search, even the washing and ironing is attractive now, cleaning the litter box, cleaning the kitchen cupboards, anything, and everything is more important. I'll just do this then I'll go look, I'll get a cup of tea and then I'll look, oh damn that phones ringing, I'll have to answer, yes, I can do that, get the diary jot it down, oh I need something for dinner, I'll walk to the shops. The Butchers, then the grocers, oh whats that in the corner of my eye, lets go see. The Charity shop has many delights, and rekindles this and that I was going to do, I'm of, of on a tangent ....
On a rare occasion you snatch it, the opportunity for reality to plant it's seed mixed with the soil of your dream. But hey, that's whats happened. The delight oh the delight, the sparkle and tingle you feel when the dream offers itself as a possibility. You plan, you plot and you conjure up all sorts of images, photos yet to be put to paper, disk or memory stick. It's a bit quick, quick, slow, excitement is followed by sensible contemplation followed by waking in the wee hours your mind clear as day with a process, and procedure of how to achieve it.
So it's coming true, how exciting, a new challenge the world is your oyster once more, it can be what you want, you can be who you want, a time for change and pack away the past, tidy it into neat compartments, memories, trinkets and sentiments. Your clear now, your pictures in front of you ready to be made a reality. The fun has just begun, delving and deliberating, binning instantly and marvelling all at once. Oh no that's not for me, oh yes this will do nicely, but oh whats that, a chink of darkness ruins the whole picture. Never mind move on to the next one, no, no, maybe, err but it's not the dream, exhausted now, I need sleep, dreamland is so enticing.
A new day, a revisit, can I make it the dream, can I? If we change this and put this there and lay a new colour here, that will be nearer the dream, but this, well I can't fix this, perhaps it's not for me. The lul, the belief your dream is just around the corner, then theres the doubt, is it me? can I not be please? Am I too picky? No, you must stand up for whats right, it's your dream, don't give up, the ONE will be there, somewhere, maybe over a rainbow. Patience. Exhaustion. Despair. Another lul, a break, that's it, a change of scene. Oh that was nice, fresh air, the wind blowing my mind free, the sun is warm on my skin, revitalised, new vigour, a new creation is awaiting my stamp.
You postpone the inevitable revisit to the search, even the washing and ironing is attractive now, cleaning the litter box, cleaning the kitchen cupboards, anything, and everything is more important. I'll just do this then I'll go look, I'll get a cup of tea and then I'll look, oh damn that phones ringing, I'll have to answer, yes, I can do that, get the diary jot it down, oh I need something for dinner, I'll walk to the shops. The Butchers, then the grocers, oh whats that in the corner of my eye, lets go see. The Charity shop has many delights, and rekindles this and that I was going to do, I'm of, of on a tangent ....
Monday, 7 May 2012
A Fresh Start
Ooops, I just deleted my last three posts - oh well thats Johnny Deppe and Alice in Wonderland down the pan, what will I do to compensate??
Start a whole new chapter of course.
Well it's Bank Holiday Monday and of course the weathers been in the main pants! But I don't care as this weekend was my Sister in-laws wedding, and she looked fabulous, a princess for a day getting wed to her prince charming and it really was that romantic. It was a lovely opportunity to gather in magnificent historic surroundings, eat till we popped and catch up with the Grimbly clan, some of which I've not seen for many years. Gambling on the casino tables was excellent fun too, just a shame it wasn't real money as I managed to win £350 from the original £50 we were given (funny money) - pah! The up side being you could loose the lot in one go!
Oh well, another weekend nearly over, Tuesday is just around the corner so back to selling houses I go! I wonder if this week I will find my next project??
Start a whole new chapter of course.
Well it's Bank Holiday Monday and of course the weathers been in the main pants! But I don't care as this weekend was my Sister in-laws wedding, and she looked fabulous, a princess for a day getting wed to her prince charming and it really was that romantic. It was a lovely opportunity to gather in magnificent historic surroundings, eat till we popped and catch up with the Grimbly clan, some of which I've not seen for many years. Gambling on the casino tables was excellent fun too, just a shame it wasn't real money as I managed to win £350 from the original £50 we were given (funny money) - pah! The up side being you could loose the lot in one go!
Oh well, another weekend nearly over, Tuesday is just around the corner so back to selling houses I go! I wonder if this week I will find my next project??
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