With my mother still here to grace us with her presence, yet my mother in law about to have her final curtains drawn on life, I can't help but wonder what is it all about. Then I remember, I know now.
Wisdom.
Age.
Time.
They have all taught me exactly what I should be doing with this thing called life. I should be chasing memories and creating JOY. And I know what that means for me and where it takes me.
To the woods, the trees, the nature.
As a family, we are beginning to rethink things. We want to be in the woods and grow organic vegetables, breathe good air and the like.
What wakes me so early? Is it excitement? Stress? Thinking? Physical health? I'm really not sure.
Exams and deadlines loom all around, I feel flutters within my heart. They frighten me. Apparently, that coupled with the memory loss I keep experiencing and the lack of sleep all come up with anxiety, depression and stress (when you use Google).
My old friend from London Met used to say "I like the Google very much." In her strong adorable indian accent. I miss her.
So mothers day brings me to a place of once again being at my desk, writing (I can't get enough of it) and wanting to do more and more and more all of the time. There's so much there's too much.
Project proposal looms. I'm going to love that yet I'm unclear where to start. Watch this space, I will give you more detail and information as I can.
Meanwhile, back to looking for sellotape to wrap mums gift. That eludes me.
