It has been a long time away. Figuring out what comes next and navigating this very interesting life of:
mundane, craziness, bill paying, family dramas, retrenchment, new businesses, new house, new pet, old pet, 20th wedding anniversary, son learning to drive, daughter finding her wings, washing, scrubbing, diet, too much chocolate, too little chocolate, budgets, politics, cringing at the state of South African affairs, the rand dollar exchange, weeding, sleeping, insomnia, learning, studying, discovering, apologising, forgiving, laughing, crying, meeting new people, saying goodbye, drinking coffee (too many cups), running out of socks (so many without pairs?), dreaming, being practical, washing the car, cuddling a bunny, painting my toenails, reading new books, sweeping, mopping, folding the laundry and the list goes on.
I do believe it’s called life and mine seems to have gotten in the way of my writing… well it is time to revive the old call to write and talk about those French lessons so many of us attend but never seem to apply.
Here it is – I feel like I am back from a long, long journey. Happy to be back. Not sure where to start with the unpacking but loving the comfort of an old familiar place called home.
Bon jour mon amis