Too Sexy For My Books

Been having a bit of a rough go of it the past couple of weeks. Life is again deciding to sweep me up on a course not of my own choosing – things are happening and they are happening fast. Not only to myself but seemingly to most of my good friends at the moment, nearly everyone is either pregnant or moving! With these changes come decisions, some are easy and I don’t even have to think about them, others are not. There is one in particular that have been putting off thinking about, time is flying by and I can no longer bury it in the back of mind with a ‘oh, I’ll think about that when the time comes’. The time has come and the tough choices have to be faced and made.The hardest thing about it all though is being so far from those you love and trust, those whom you allow to see you when you are down and vulnerable. Those closest to you who not only listen but ask the tough questions, the questions you know you need to face squarely and somehow vocalise you thoughts and feelings about. Right now I am missing my few close girlies very much – one lives in Australia, another in West Africa and the other in Denmark. Sitting down over a pot of tea and pouring out your fears and worries is a bit hard when you don’t live in the same continent let alone country. It’s not just this ‘big decision’ but other things that have happened recently that I want to share and gossip and giggle over and, more importantly, I want to hear all their gossip and life happenings as well. Email is great but it’s not the same as being in the same room as someone and having the warmth of conversation swoop and flow.

There are times when you do feel a bit isolated, you miss the comfort of a good friend’s companionship and laughter but then there are also moments which are but fleeting interactions with strangers that make you smile and feel all warm inside. I had one such moment the other day on the train to work. I shared this with a friend (via email of course) who did appreciate how awesome this encounter was, its too special not to share with you all:

Had a lovely chat with a boy on the train this morning - and he gave me a hug. His name is Adam : ) He is 9. He was with his mum on their way to visit Gran who has been feeling poorly. He wants to be a gardener when he grows up. He liked my tail. He likes tea but only with lots of milk and sugar. He doesn’t like hip-hop but really likes Credence Clearwater. He has downs syndrome - but thats okay, ‘cos he gets lots of cuddles. Yesterday was a fun day but today is special.

Whatever you are going through, however much you feel to be isolated and alone at times, there are always moments that break through and make you feel wonderful – kindness of strangers and all. May you all have a similar encounter soon.

“I’ll Never Know”, Tim Finn