Perhaps I should feel ashamed as I admit it (I don’t!), but friends, I am STILL unpacking. Five months of living with boxes and I think that there are only 2 left to organise or relegate to the cellar. A wonderful opportunity has arisen as I have, through gritted teeth, unleashed the last bits and pieces. Cards, documents and gifts have brought the giver to mind and prompted me to pick up the telephone – with fantastic results.
A decade later and I have reconnected with a chum who was truly a kindred spirit when our eldest children were toddling and teething. I still recall, with horrified laughter, the moment when my year old darling vomited over one of her Persian carpets. I couldn’t even offer to have it dry cleaned, because I knew I couldn’t afford it! Chatting to another pal gave me the opportunity, perhaps for the first time, to mention just how impressive his dedication to his career and his family has been. (Hindsight is 20:20 and if I’d known then what I know now… but that’s a completely different tale!)
So, boxes diminishing and I have been inspired to look above the parapet for a brief moment. The peek was enough to result in enrolment on an evening class – pottery. Watch this space for hilarious tales beginning in September. Hopefully, I will manage to make some friends, amidst the clay.
The theme for today: use every opportunity to reach out to friends old and new. Otherwise, you may never ever know just how rewarding the experience could be.
