I chilled with Eric last night. (Clapton, that is) The experience showed me yet again that life is about connections. Around me were my husband, my son, my son’s girlfriend, my sister, my brother-in-law, my niece and many of my son’s friends. Sharing this evening with these people changed perspective completely. Sitting on the grass alternating with standing for hours felt like feeling the spirit. The temperature of 5 degrees C was an opportunity to cuddle up with loved ones. The gusty wind allowed us to watch seagulls struggling to fly and appearing as if they were hovering. Walking out of the concert with the throngs was a great time for conversation. Without my connections to these people I think I would have described the night as freezing and uncomfortable. The crowds may have annoyed and frustrated me and I probably would not have looked up at the seagulls.

My husband and children tell me that I spend way too much time in front of my computer. This is not true!

We need guidelines for our behavior, not to make us more human but because we are human.

Reality is not all that it’s cracked up to be! Where are those magic fairies when you need them? There I was, happily writing my stories and filing them away in my computer and in my filing cabinet, when someone (who shall remain nameless) said, “Why don’t you self-publish?” “Why not?” I thought, “How hard can it be?” Who knew that inside every silver cloud there lives a man on a mission! (there’s a saying in there somewhere) Just as well I’m quite fond of that man.

Gaurav has gone away for a week and I feel as though I can take a few breaths. He’s a taskmaster! (not that I don’t appreciate it). I’m taking the little spare time that I have to do what I love doing. Write. I’ve had an amazing idea for a book (not a children’s story this time) and have already started along this new road. As a writer, the hardest thing is to feel finished. There always seems to be more to say or to say it in a different way. Life is great!

I love this time of the year. I’ve started running outdoors again. I don’t run with music which baffles some runners but for me the beauty of outdoor running is in the outdoor sounds. Birds, birds, birds.