I didn’t post yesterday as despite the wonderful sunshine on Sunday, I had an overwhelming low day.
Not totally sure why, maybe a bit stir crazy, maybe it’s all part of a process, part of realignment of how life and how we live, will be changed for now and the future, or even the realisation that I should be travelling to Australia today. Also it was four years since the death of a much missed and esteemed colleague.
It was Palm Sunday and whilst in no way am I aligning myself to Jesus, but I reflected that we are all having to make sacrifices for the greater good.
My Mum sent me a lovely message reminding me of what I have done, where I’ve been and that I will be able to do so again-it will take time. My sister and family were brilliant in getting me to talk about how I felt, I resisted for most of the day but felt better for it, after the obligatory tears.
Yesterday I was looking through IG and saw Easter wreaths and I started researching how I could make one. I then thought when did that become a thing, why am I feeling compelled to make one?
So I stopped looking and instead thought fondly about my childhood where we boiled eggs, rolled them down hills, used food colouring to die the shells, had egg hunts. Simple pleasures.
Instead, I threw my energies into what we can have for dinner on Sunday, and found recipes for flapjacks, focaccia bread and a kinder bueno cheesecake!
This morning, I feel a lot better than I have for sometime, although sad that I’m not at Heathrow for my flight, but that will happen.
Found these lurking in the veg drawer, so I’m going to see if we can produce our own potato crop.
Have a great Tuesday.