I’ve been gone awhile. It feels like years.
I’ve missed you all. I really do apologize for not posting regularly, for missing out on your posts and for not commenting as often as I used to. I’ve tried to keep up, I really have. I don’t think I would get an A for effort. Hmm, I’ve always wondered why they say A for effort.
Effort is not spelled with an A.
Here I am – re-charged, renewed, hopeful and positive.
While I was away, I had some pretty fantastic adventures. Um, some were misadventures, none of them included meeting, chatting, having a glass of wine or chocolate with Colin Firth. But all were learning experiences. I was sad, I was down but I’m all right.
I’ve read some incredible books, I did not watch ‘The Railway Man’ – I am exceptionally peeved that it wasn’t shown at my local cinema. In fact I am planning a protest. I will picket my cinema protesting in the name of cinematic excellence and Colin Firth, I am not pleased they only show blockbusters.
I have just returned from a month-long trip to South East Asia- Sri Lanka, where I was born. Although I have not lived there in many years, I return for its beauty and graciousness. For those of you who don’t know, I am Australian, I am Sri Lankan sometimes mistaken for Ethiopian, living in San Francisco. I return for my mum, who has now moved there from Australia, where she lives with such joy and vigor. I am renewed and loved and filled with peace when I am with her, when she cooks for me, when she hugs my children and when I am on an endless stretch of snowy white sand surrounded by aquamarine water.
Photos of my journey will soon follow. I am happy to be back. Back to posting, back to tending my yard and getting my girls ready for school in two weeks. Thanks to all of you for staying with me, for keeping in touch, for sending me love and hugs.