I haven’t done a WordPress Daily Prompt for ages, but this one seems so apt this week: If you could fast forward to a specific date in the future, when would it be?
I have two, though I don’t know the exact date of either. With the Jam’s operation looming over us I just want to get through next Friday. The first day I’m looking forward to after that is the day we move from PICU to the main ward – that short journey is the first step towards going home, and it will mean he’s well enough not to need his own nurse 24/7. The other unknown date is the day we go home – the day we put these operations behind us and get on with the rest of our lives. The Evelina is a wonderful hospital, but I’ll be glad to leave. It’s likely to be several weeks away so, appropriately, we’ll be moving into spring; I can’t wait….
Another aspect of the new house that needs some work is the garden. Dad’s already made a good start, and with a bit of warmer weather everything is coming to life. I want the bed closest to the house to be a herb garden, so Dad’s cleared that for me and planted some rosemary, mint and thyme as well as sowing seeds for basil, parsley and chives which we (he) will transfer later. He’s also done a great job clearing out the more dangerous plants (nettles, holly etc) in the rest of the garden so that the Jam can play safely. At a glance it’s still quite a mess, but there are flashes of beauty everywhere:
Warming milk and making tea at 6.45 this morning, I basked in glorious spring sunshine streaming through the kitchen window. There was frost on the cars, but the sun seemed determined to make short work of it. We decided it would be a good day to head for the beach again. Three hours later, showered, dressed, fed and ready to go, we paused to look out of the window:
I’ve been wracking my brain trying to come with something to write about for Rarasaur’s second Prompt for the Promptless: “The 11th Possibility is the idea that, regardless of data to the contrary, something unexpected and outside the realm of ordinary thought is always potentially around the corner.” I think I made have missed the deadline (and possibly the point) but just in case time difference means I slip under the wire, I thought I’d share this anyway.
Sometimes, despite my best efforts to remain positive, life feels hard. I know that I am lucky in many ways and I am thankful for the many wonderful things in my life, but that doesn’t cancel out the bad bits. I know that other people have bigger problems, but that doesn’t make mine disappear. Sometimes it feels like winter will never end.
Then it does. The Earth amazes me every year by recreating life from soil and dead leaves – starting with these little unexpected flashes of beauty. The Jam and I walked in the park today. The warmth of the sun on my back made me feel strong; the light of the sun on my face made me feel hopeful. Yesterday that seemed a very remote possibility, but perhaps it was just the 11th…