21 June 2013

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10 June 2013

Grandparents

We had a day...to talk, to drink coffee, to eat, read and sit in the sunshine.  
A therapy for the soul.

The girls, at their grandparents also had a day...the tide, the park, the fair and other cousins.

On picking them up I had a go at making this video.  My first attempt so a little shaky...

8 June 2013

Sports Day

The excitement was palpable and the stretches were done...it was the day of something iconic,  something slowly trying to be sidelined as we hesitate to build competition into our children's lives.


sports day

Somehow in my mind it didn't match up to my memories of running up a grass track on sunny days, racing to get that first...the buzz...the cheers...the laughter.

But as I looked at our wee ones I saw excitement written all over their faces.  These are not my memories, rose tinted as they are, but theirs.

The giggles as they snatch glances with friends at their side.
Laughter as the teachers and the mummys race.
Pride as they lead their line back into class.

Sparkling eyes.
Competition.
Innocence.
Laughter.
Pure joy to watch.

12 January 2013

Change



Nostalgia - I find it such a strong emotion. I love delving into the past - discovering a bit about your history; the paths and the journeys that led to my path, my journey.

This house holds much nostalgia for me, where bricks and mortar do intertwine with emotion and history.  A place of my dad's childhood and youth, many memories for him of which I only know a few. 

It makes me think of our girls, the memories and moments which make up their wee lives - all we do which becomes a part of them, of who they are, who they will become...these will one day be lost to all but them and us...even their children will only get a glimpse.  

I don't like change, a fear of life changing - it doesn't come easy for me.  
As this home is put up for sale, it means change.  Nothing that directly affects my life but change none the less, a severing from the past.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares The Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

This is what I must rest in, I don't have to worry about the future, about what change may come.  In a life that will hold much change I must live in the moments fully, to savour them and to be thankful.

11 January 2013

The new bike