22 May - extra

Time of your life

I'm reading more and dusting less.  I'm sitting on the patio and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden.  I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.  Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savour, not to endure.  I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them...

I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unblocked, or the first apple blossom.

I wear my good coat to the market.  My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out £20 for one small bag of groceries...

I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for the assistants in the supermarket and the cashiers at the bank.

"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary; if it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.

I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted.

I think they would have called family members and a few close friends.  They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles.

I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese meal or for whatever their favourite food was.

I'm guessing; I'll never know.

It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited.  Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days.  Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband, parents and offspring often enough how much I truly love them.  I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and lustre to our lives.

And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special.  Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.

I don't believe in miracles.  I rely on them.

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.

I am posting this to remind us all that Life is short and we must make the very most of each day

15 February

15 June

Last year I was in a bad place, over worked and very unhappy with the work/life balance I found myself in... one year on, a lot has happened... not yet where we hoped to be, but the adventure continues and we have grown and learnt so much about ourselves and each other, and are stronger and happier today...

15 June

I don't often do this, (I'm more natural the other side of the cam) but I feel the need for a holiday, Lynne caught me the other day, shirtless and over-weight and still working even though it was a weekend, but the more I looked at this and saw a worn and tired man, fraught with life in London and working, the more a holiday feels just right and long over due! Its been a long haul since the jury service finished and I returned to the office life....




its more important to spend time with a loved one, rather than worrying about work..