My wet and blustery world ....

My world was wet and blustery this morning .... the sun’s shining now .... but it was noticeable by it’s absence this morning.  It was one of those wet, windy and woeful mornings that seem to be the norm in Wellytown .... not here in Jafaland.  I wasn’t in the best of spirits this morning and the wet windy weather didn’t help.  The hound eyeballed me all morning .... she couldn’t understand my reluctance to ramble but we did eventually embark on our ramble ....  mid-afternoon ..... Gav in tow.

I lost count of the number of times I nearly lost my peak .... the wind is fierce .... there’s a spray over the ocean where the wind’s whipping the waves up into the air ... it almost looks hazy.  The ramble was necessary though .... it puts my head and heart in order .... and I had a light bulb moment ..... I finally realised why I’ve been feeling so low this week.

It’s a year tomorrow since a friend’s son died.  I was in SA at this time last year and my happy 2 week re-union with some of my favourite people ended with so much sadness.  My friend was beyond grief ... nothing in her life made sense anymore ..... I could share in her grief but I couldn’t touch it ... and it made my heart so sore.  She is one of the strongest ladies I have ever had the privilege of

knowing .... and my heart is aching for her.  A year on and I know her special young man is with her in spirit .. he never leaves her side ... he is her guiding angel and I know he gives her the strength to carry on.

Sometimes, when the chaos in my world seems to get on top of me, I remind myself of Ben and the difficulties he and his family faced ..... Ben had more to deal with than any kid his age but he was blessed with a personality and sense of humour that endeared him to one and all ....  all of our lives are richer for having known him.  Thank you Ben ... even though you’re not a physical part of my world anymore, you still help me put my life in context.

Humour is such a necessary part of our world .... where would I be if I couldn’t laugh at myself .... a sense of humour is essential.  I nearly tripped over the hound’s ball whilst eating an ice cream today .... Pete ... our ever-friendly owner of the local coffee haunt ... was walking towards us as this all happened.  I could see by the look on his face that he would have hosed himself laughing if I’d taken a tumble ..... the ice-cream would have ended up in my face!!

Pete is one of the new characters in my life ... he adds to my daily dose of humour ... as does Carol, Sebastian’s human .... as do the ‘humans with hounds’ I regularly meet .... and so do the nudists in Ladies Bay - they bring a smile to my face without even being aware of it!  Each of these new faces contributes in some way to the tapestry that makes up my life ... each of our lives.  With some people I know instantly that this is a person I want to know till the day I die… even if when I met this person I wasn’t sure why they were in my life.  I do know though ... and I mean really KNOW .... that every person in my life is there for a reason ... I just haven’t worked out yet what all those reasons are!  I need those people around me .... I need their presence in my life .... they need to know I love and care for them because of WHO they are ... not WHAT they are ... and not for what THEY can contribute to my life.  I love having people around me who think like I do ... who accept me for WHO I am ... not for who I might be.  That the majority of them have a wicked sense of humour is no co-incidence .... it just means our paths have crossed for all the right reasons!