Ok....
....have I ever mentioned I love Sundays?
Yes, I miss my family. Yes, I miss my friends. Yes, I miss going to the pub - for real ale and bangers 'n' mash. Yes, I miss playing the piano (a lot, in fact I think I've forgotten how to). Yes, I sometimes think "What am I doing here?". Yes, I miss my church. Yes, I miss living with people. But....
...today I made scones that only I will eat. I've cleaned the house that only I will make messy. I've listened to music, actually listened, with my eyes closed and heard lyrics and bass lines and guitar riffs. I've knitted a few more rows to my hat that I have the time to complete. I've written two letters and ordered one birthday present. I've been to church (ok, I didn't understand anything today but at least I went!). AND...I opened a bottle of wine with my new, Laura-friendly, corkscrew.
Sometimes, just sometimes, I like my life. Warts and all.
Yes, I miss my family. Yes, I miss my friends. Yes, I miss going to the pub - for real ale and bangers 'n' mash. Yes, I miss playing the piano (a lot, in fact I think I've forgotten how to). Yes, I sometimes think "What am I doing here?". Yes, I miss my church. Yes, I miss living with people. But....
...today I made scones that only I will eat. I've cleaned the house that only I will make messy. I've listened to music, actually listened, with my eyes closed and heard lyrics and bass lines and guitar riffs. I've knitted a few more rows to my hat that I have the time to complete. I've written two letters and ordered one birthday present. I've been to church (ok, I didn't understand anything today but at least I went!). AND...I opened a bottle of wine with my new, Laura-friendly, corkscrew.
Sometimes, just sometimes, I like my life. Warts and all.
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