Farewell 2019… hello 2020! 2019 was a mixed bag of both great and not so great. the great: I got married in June, went through a very positive team shift at work, my oldest son graduated from uni, my youngest son blitzed his first year at uni, several visits with my family, finally being able to walk more than a few metres without pain (my massage therapist is a magician). the not so great: I said farewell to my husband for another six months or so, several injuries that impacted my training, a nasty cold/flu that hung around for months, and as I write this my country is on fire…
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Wondering …
It has been a somewhat crazy start to the year and I have been feeling overcooked and unable to see or feel wonder on a scale that I thought mattered. Tired to the point of not caring any more. There have definitely been very few a-ha moments! Work has been nuts and I had been trying to take leave since about September last year, but it never quite happened. So as soon as the dust settled in February I checked out for a couple of weeks and took myself off to the South Coast. The seaside has always been soothing for me, and I hoped it would work its magic…
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Wonder – my word for 2019
There’s never been another moment like this particular one, and never will be again. – Leo Babuta Walt Whitman said: “Every moment of light and dark is a miracle”, but oh how easy it is to simply see them as day and night — the dividers that decide what is work time and what is sleeping time. The way-points on the road to the weekend. Over and over and over. The last few years have simply been a melange of head down, bum up, working to re-establish myself after a life rearrangement. Limping from weekend to weekend. Focussing on making sure there’s a roof over my head and…
