The days are getting longer – slowly – but it is still pretty dark out there. And not just due to the number of daylight hours. Bleakness is pervasive, and invasive.
So, I thought I would move away from the macro depressing situations evolving throughout the world, and look at the little things, big in my life but micro to the wider status.
There is a little family – one male, one female, one dog – who have recently moved to Denham, Buckinghamshire. The move was on the back of a new job, that began after the move was complete. Nervous times until the new job started. So receiving a text to say that it looked like it was the right decision was soooo good.
There is another family, with a baby daughter, who I have seen more or less every week since her birth towards the end of 2015. I have never been a baby lover, but this one has eyes that just slay you, and parents who are pretty awesome.
I walked through their front door the other day, and she held her arms up for me to hold her. Just like that. A little gesture, from a little person. But a huge surge in my heart.
There is another, older, daughter. Awesome in her very own right. And strong. And brave. And when doubts arise she always proves her true strength.
And walking out of my new home to a new view, and a close proximity to water, and fresh air, and a welcome for a cuppa after work, or any time. And unconditional acceptance.
And new friends, in the flesh and remotely, but all individual, unique, and providers of understanding, inspiration and belly laughs.
And standing up, with others, to deny in our own ways that there is no other answer but the ugliness.
And being alive, and retaining hope in spite of current world actors, and because of all the micro elements in my life.
Unless we start talking about Bristol Rugby – then that is a whole different quagmire!
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