What next?

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The house at the end of the road - Jura

The thing about long haul fights in which you have grown up children is the sheer amount of time you have to think about your life. I often use the flights to think about how the year went. Reflect on my disappointments, cos they are the ones which come up first, recall the good things, which often follows on the heels of the disappointments because I always manage to slap myself around my face a bit and get myself to stop moping and come through - cos that's how I am built. Think about what I'd like to do for the future - just something which I can look forward to, even if I never get to do it. But it is something to look forward to, right?

I have learnt to prioritise myself. My health. What sustains me, is the first thing I always think of when I put down these things...

They tend to be the same things - writing, running, drawing, piano - I never do enough of all of them, but it is still go to reaffirm it. I also want to restart with my horseriding and of course I am going to continue with the birding group. Then after that there is nothing else, there is literally no more space in my life. Between family and school and everything needed to sustain that, there is nothing. Cleaning, cooking, gardening - which i did practically nothing of this year, the gardening, that is - and the research and school prep and teaching - it is all I can do. But still, it is good to think about these things.

I do not live a boring life. If anything, it is probably too exciting. Everything moves are a breakneck pace. One day has hardly ended before the next one begins. And so goes the week and then the months. In fact, it just feels like I am always catching up. One thing which I DID do this year though, was manage to go running in the morning before school. Especially in the last few months. I am going to add to this when I am here - swimming and stretching. As I get older I know this is really important for me.

Well, so that is what is next. And just saying yes to life all the time, which I do anyway, but remembering to do this. Say yes. Because good things happen to me all the time when I say yes. Life is just so incredible really. I think if I have learnt anything this year it is to just say yes. Yes and thank you. I have begun to trust life more and more. It is a really good feeling. Ok time to go paper and pen to plan the rest of the year.

Yes and thank you - everyone and the universe.

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