... and then the sun comes out
Whilst days ago, I was struggling being away from home and once again feeling at a loss... I returned home last night to enjoy a glass of wine. Ohh and to sleep in my own bed.Motel beds are never quite right for me and being cooped up in an air conditioned building is a struggle for me too. I find that you don't take things for granted when you are deprived of them for awhile; such as fresh country air.
I arrived home to some good news though, firstly my bank was able to achieve what I wanted it to and have set a few things in motion for me. Secondly, the quote arrived for some work I wanted done in my home... which means I can start this years renovations as soon as my builder is good to go. I accepted his quote today, he will be here in the morning to clarify a few things. It's rather exciting!
However, today I also had a visit from my young, charming nephew and his girlfriend. My nephew got his license last week (he has to be 18 years old in Australia). Today I got a message that they were making their way home from Melbourne and wanted to visit. I loved seeing both of them, but there was a part of me that was quite sad. He has grown up... gone is the young, gorgeous , curly haired angelic boy and before me stands a man who is responsible for his own actions. I could not be prouder of who he is, but I find it hard to let go of the way I remember him.
Maybe it's time for another glass of wine...
Comments (23)
See you at the summit, enjoy life's climb.
Thank you though, Non.
Wine sounds like a good idea.
I didn't get that feeling with my own daughter when she left, Obs...but with my niece and nephew...there are these overwhelming feelings Thank you for making me at least seem normal.
Thank you.
Time quickly flies, we won't beg,
As water escapes through fingers.
Also it is deserted, the favourite boulevard.
After all there is a wish to be a constant,
Instead of simply wanderer.
To be simply happy,
And worthy pictures "Renoir"
As promptly time flies,
And years having run in seconds!
That it seemed, fine,
Was as if in a dream, instead of in reality.
Sometimes my thoughts, seem, are very mad,
But as there is a wish for ardent recognitions, under the moon!
While reading your blog, an ad popped up right next to it with a picture of a wooden toolshed for the garden. For a moment I thought it was part of your blog.
I cannot (and will not) tell you what went through my mind for the next few seconds!
Remember, I have only half a glass left from a bottle of wine. Luckily my food is almost ready!
I'm feeling similar about the travelling part and enjoy just being in the same place for over a month now, this is the longest period of time living in the same place since I started my job and it helps me quietening down and trying to "get a life".
Best of luck with renovating your house, enjoy the outcome. I think at this stage we will always have positives and negatives in our lives and very rarely be happy or successful in all aspects of our live.
That said, I completely agree with you. Mom and Dad's leave you, kids grow up, they have new children for you to get excited over but yet sad that getting older takes away good moments once shared. Your story was indeed touching.
BUT! I'm glad for the life God gives us. It makes me happy to remember those days!
@Catfoot... Oh come on...do tell!!
@ Hans... Truth be told , tonight I moved to Drambuie.
@KNenagh... Finding that balance, or ... more accurately, accepting that balance is what I need to learn. I have a lot of positive areas in my life, balanced by some areas I need to work on. Although I must say that having a day off today was wonderful!
Good luck with settling... I moved around so much for years that I crave that settled homelife.
@Ed... often I blog and return the following morning, because of the time difference. In my head it is bad manners to not respond, so I will always try to respond to any comments directed at me.
Thank you for coming in and sharing your experiences. It's hard letting go sometimes.
It's a bit sad...but only a little
But it has always been.
But the main thing is that a lot of good that awaits you ahead
nice as a coveted sip of wine.
I still recall the night you and I drank a few glasses. Ahhhh... It's always better to drink with someone.
Yes, I found it a bit sad and yet I was so proud of where my nephew is... he has been hired by the company he wanted to be hired by, he did well at school, his achievements are many... He is a remarkable young man... and yet, I truly struggled as he drove away yesterday.
Or maybe it was a firearms licence? Oh well nice blog..
Drivers license is 18 in this state. Where would you get one at 17...? A learners permit is allowed at 16 under new laws.
I remember I got a military rifle (mail order) when I was 17. No license required. Just ID (used my driver license) It was a 6.5mm Carcano Italian rifle. (later found out it was the same model rifle use to shoot President Kennedy in 1963) packed a hell of punch.
Still I like your blog. Should I do one? no
I felt it was time to join the fray with blogs, if you want to change a culture, you need to put your two cents in. Thank you for your comments though.