There is a lot of it going on in my life at the moment. A little too much for my liking. And I usually like change. A lot.
Some times I want to scream it all out to the world. Stand tall and yell: I AM! But I know I'm still processing it all. Sharing at this moment feels like it will mess up the little balance I have. And believe me. I need balance.
And in the middle of change it all stops.
Another trip to the doctors today. Bigs third penicillin run this winter, his second or even third throat infection. Little has only had two runs. In a row. He gave the infection he got from his brother back.
So I'm at home. Restless. Missing out on another day of school. Feeling disconnected.
On a nearby island to Stavanger, called Mosterøy, there is a convent. I love the mossy walls and dark gardens. And the feeling of spirits that hang about.
The cross below sais "Fred med dit støv": peace with your dust. I like that.
About this time, every year, I find myself missing Australia. Badly. I guess it has to do with the cold and dark here, and the certainness of summer over there.
This year, with one illness taking over for another, I'm really missing it. It's been five years since I've been. That Dad and Brother are going in February doesn't help. So jealous.
Instead I'm off to the mountains for some snow, and if the forecast is right, it will snow a lot. But with me still nursing my throat infection I'm going to spend quite a bit of time indoors.
It really feels like a sport these days. Getting out for a few minutes of daylight, let alone sun. And I find myself taking pretty pictures that I can look at later to savour the sparce delight.
Oh, how I'm longing for spring.
Today I'm thankful for
... all the beautiful shots I took at the beach. They give me energy every time I look at them.
... Little Brother 'only' having strep throat. We had to go to the hospital today.
... school being back on, even if I have to stay home with a sick boy.
... my favourite TV-show, Bones
... chocolate. How come it is so comforting?
What are you thankful for today?
I've made quite a few mistakes in my life, and I'm bound to make a few more. I reckon it's okay as long as I try to learn from them.
Mistakes make me rethink, reevaluate and reconcider. Nothing wrong with that. And I really believe that as long as I'm following my heart, I will make the right choice, mistakes and all.
And some mistakes are just plain beautiful.
Like the polaroid above. Like babies that just happen. Like sunshine through glass. Like chance meetings.
It makes me realise that there are no mistakes. Just life. Teaching us a lesson.