A Continuation of Reflections

Today I visited  my pa's tree in the Park. There was some warmth in the sun, the daffodils are coming out and the place is ablaze with crocuses.It was a poignant moment for me. I miss my dad and for some inexplicable reason I missed The Booley House and Feakle. I remember how beautiful the springtime was when it finally came to Feakle, usually about May. The field was alive with wildflowers the fuchsia hedge was coming to life the butterflies and moths were all about.The night skies shone with trillions of stars. Pa you loved coming to Feakle, did not have so much time for Spancilhil,although you did love coming there too.I miss you in the springtime, your love the spring and of course your birthday was in spring, Easter sometimes. I feel lonely for you today.You have been on my mind a lot lately, I think of your funeral. I remember when it was time to leave I could not bear it.I just stood gazing at your coffin.I just know the minister was worried I was going to fall apar...

The Metaphorical Toolbox The toolbox is a travelling box Wanted on the voyage A Luckenbooth ; beautiful. Lock wrought finely in silver wire. The toolbox is a carrying case, Passing through checkpoints unobserved. The toolbox holds no memories, keeps no secrets. Feather light and full of skills, It is my vade mecum,  my small guitar and my compass rose A Luckenbooth ; beautiful. Lock wrought finely in silver wire .Johnttx 08 10 08

I have been busy since I came back from Glasgow with work, and family and friends,all good; but I have been feeling so tired pa. Funnily enough around Mother's day I felt  your loss, strange yours and  not mum's ,although I did of course think of her, and I almost always wear her ring and watch. Mum and I had a strange relationship, I occasionally miss her, especially the younger mum of my very young childhood, she was happier more natural to me at least, that is my impression. Dad I will be 65 this year, can you believe it? I remember your 65th birthday and mum's too. Now it is me. I was a bit worried about this tiredness that has plagued me for months now.I told the doctor and she sent me for a whole battery of blood tests. I usually had blood tests twice a year, and the deal is if I hear nothing, just continue with my meds as usual.This time I got a letter saying I should visit the practise nurse. Worried me a bit.My digestion has not been good and the tiredness too...

I have enjoyed January,I am still enjoying it. I start work again tomorrow,and will see clients and will supervise counsellors this week. I have loved the snow,we have not had very much but yesterday was beautiful and I got some great pictures. I have started a picture of the day again for my 65th year.I am enjoying it. I am thinking of starting a new rug, for myself this time. I have not made it to mosaic class yet but hope to go a week on Tuesday.Inshalla David is away in Hong Kong. The beginning of a new life for him, for at least three years. The New Year  almost up and running. I am still waiting for inspiration ! what will be my new path? once I have finished counselling and am back from Castalla! I am inspired my Helen Bamber and want to carry on helping nurturing and caring,when I stop counselling. The path will open up I am sure!

Hi pa, I have not talked to you for a while on the blog, but I have in my head. I was at the five trees last week before I went to Glasgow. The sky was bright blue some crocus were coming up and the daffodils were almost out.All the new life around me made me acutely aware of my loss of you.I felt very upset, it just comes out of the blue.I am ok ,just miss you still. I went to Glasgow on Friday and when I got to Lime Street I felt the tears coming. I felt sad I was not coming to Kintillo to see you to stay with you to hug you to hear your voice. Jackie met me at the station and it was good we went for coffee and a catch up and she said that she still feels your loss too.Of course she does, we all do.We just don't talk about our feelings so much now and people don't ask either. I guess their lives move on and they assume that ours have moved on faster than it actually has. On Satuday Sandra Jacke Marie Wendy and I all me at Jamies in George Square for lunch. We had a...

Two little sisters gazing at the sea, Imagining what their futures will be. The older one says, as her eyes look around, "I will go as far as the corners of the town. I'll plant a little garden, flowers everywhere. And pluck the most fragrant for my hair." Two little sisters gazing at the sea, Imagining what their futures will be. The younger one stands with her eyes open wide. And says, "I'll go as far as the corners of the sky. I'll gather all the stars each night as they appear, And pick the very brightest one to wear in my ear." I didn't choose you and you didn't choose me. I didn't choose you, who would guess we're from the same family? But, what will you do when the nights get cold? When the stars grow dim and your dreams seem old. Watcha gonna do when winter calls, And your flowers fall from the garden walls? I'll come home to you, you'll come home to me. My love will be your remedy. I'll choo...