Sunday 17 August 2014

Gratitude Tuesday...or something like that! :)

Last night I thought I had an epiphany...it was the kind that says tomorrow is a bad day. 
I know this was kind of true because it was my first day back at work after a wonderful 2 weeks off! Don't get me wrong I'm grateful for time off with the kids but you need a small loan just before! The time off has been fabulous but unfortunately short. Too short. :( If you're the 'stay up to avoid work type' then you'll know exactly how I'm feeling. I'm not saying I'm not looking forward to seeing some of my lovely colleagues. I've obviously not seen them for 2 weeks but, I'd probably happily not see them for another day, maybe week or if even a month. However I can happily say now the night is coming to an end (the wine is gone), and i'm reflecting on the days and weeks gone by. I've had some fantastic days. Including some lovely pony rides and unforgetable times with my best fiends and beautiful children, I'll be honest and say that I had written this post out previously but it was lost in a stupid battery issue. I thought I could rewrite it but the other post was far more tonque in cheek and sarcastic. This I think is maybe now a slightly more serious and grown up post which is unlike me but I'll just go with it! In conclusion to my annual leave; it's been fab, not amazing, not life changing and not very inspiring but I have treasured memories of my small people to hold on to for a life time. I'm also very aware that, for some this evening it may be a final goodbye, a welcome without hope, a day of remembrance or a day of regret. Thinking about the untold stories of strangers that you pass on the street, smile at in the supermarket or thank for waiting as you pass them on a narrow lane. They capture me. And I hope that they are half as happy as I am. So I'm aware that for me I'm so unbelievably lucky that there is little sorrow behind my eyes, no hidden despair. I'm grateful for the fantastic life I have and embrace what is to come. 
I guess some would consider a boring day at work an exciting prospect. I never go to bed early and try to put off the next day for just a bit more. That's just me, so tonight I'm very aware that whilst wishing I didn't have a boring day at work tomorrow - with not much to report when I get home, many are wishing for exactly that. 




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