Tuesday, 17 March 2015
Life goes on
I know it's a cliché, but every loss is replaced with a new beginning. Surely that is the very cycle of life we all belong to?
I am sad each time I look out of my windows and there is an eerie stillness at the bottom of the garden, but I also know that given time, there will be more life scratching around down there providing me with eggs and much amusement.
I am inordinately sad that my mother is slipping away from me more each day, but my brother and I are her legacy and we have done and will continue to do our best by her grandchildren, so the love and nurturing that she and dad gave us is passed on.
My father passed away 10 years ago last January and I remember very clearly looking out of my window the following day to see the first camellia bud opening. It was reassuring. Life affirming even!
Yesterday I went into the conservatory to see all of the new growth including runner beans, newly popped up from the compost and I was reminded of life's inexorable cycle.
Thank you so much to all of you who took the time to comment and also to those who no doubt popped by and thought of me. I am very comforted that the world is still populated by good, kind people. X