Today is my Dad’s birthday. I’m sending love and ‘happy birthday’ wishes from afar. We are here, with friends for brunch and a weekend to revel in, and they are there, doing a birthday together. I hope that my recommendation of gelato at Chatswood gets a look in! The photos below are a reminder that I was present there (not here), just a week ago. Two ‘homes’, a number that I am sure will only grow with time, two places to celebrate, to enjoy.
Thanks for having us, Mum and Dad and we hope today is beautiful over there and worth celebrating for lots of reasons! Hope you enjoy this ode to a wintery garden.
It is tricky now, when I talk about going home. Actually, it is not really tricky, it is just that there is no longer only one ‘home’ – so questions of home are little fraught with complexity and the faintest hint of grief. Once upon a time it was easy – a simple answer to a simple question; “where do you live?”, “Oh, 30 Annangrove”. But not any more. And really, that is okay. In fact, in many ways it is more than okay, it is a very good thing.
It is a pretty blessed thing to belong in more than one place. To have people – family, friends – precious people to love you in more than one town. I am truly rich in this way.
I do fear the difficulties and disadvantages of not always being able to be present with those far away.
I do not enjoy the goodbyes that are a regular and permanent part of life.
I do know that my changing of location from here to there (and back again) remind me that life is always changing (a truth I would perhaps ignore with more success if I did not have to move).
In the thick of the coming and going it is having faith in One who does not change that steadies me.
And so, I am trying to be grateful for the changes (many of which have been very wonderful) – grateful for here, now, and thankful that (over) there they still love me very much.
To holidays at home! Enjoy these pictures taken during the April holidays and shared in anticipation of winter holidays ‘home’ too!
(or at least, they would have been in anticipation had I been a little more organised before the holidays!)
Bunting is one of my favourite things and I have recently made a few more strand of it for gifts. This pair were made of nearly all white scraps with just the deep pinky red fine polka dots and cut into scallops. Hopefully they will adorn the kitchen or some light filled window in the homes where they now live. Next time I might try a smaller circle and maybe put them closer together … the possibilities are endless!