Sunday, 12 September 2010

The wasp, the wobble and the beautiful human being

So Sunday it is, and the urge to post is being obeyed. Today was a day at home with the children. I have not been home for about 2 months to tend to all the things outside so the grass across the orchard and lawns was in serious danger of repossessing the house!

The driveway looked like the house had not been lived in with the amount of pesky weeds and my neighbours were instantly at the hedge to ask if everything was ok as they had not seen me or the children for a good long while. We traded updates, tips on digging potatoes, bad runner bean and pear harvests, late growth on tomatoes and how to manage the windfall of apples which have descended.

Em and Nath got on with digging for potatoes and were well chuffed with their laden buckets at the end of half an hour. Strimming covered me in sweet smelling apple based perfume, Emily went into tractor mower mode as she claimed it is great that she can sing to her hearts content on it without anyone hearing! Nathan went into bonfire boy mode and has rid the garden and house of all things flammable (including all the confidential stuff you gave me Izzy)

And then the wasp that seemingly had lain dormant inside the leg of my boxer shorts decided to sting and escape. How can something so small create so discomfort> How it got in I really dont know but I then went in to get the trusted after bite....wobble....gave it to Izzy as it is the only thing that I know that works almost instantly due to the ammonia in it and is small enough for her to carry in her cycle bar bag.

Another bike ride with the munchkins today, only 5 miles to the park and back, where Nathan did his best dying impression yet - fell off the 2 metre high monkey bars backwards and knocked all the breath from his body. I had the most awesome cuddle for the next 20 minutes while he got himself back together.

I smiled alot today as I so hoped she was out exploring, then the blog update showed she was seeing the stuff that this journey is about. Appreciating other cultures, people and experiences to enrich her understanding of the world. Great photos and perfect captions which really capture how she sees the world which is genuinely different to many who are just to busy to stop and take it in. I know that she will be utterly focused on making the most of every second of every day.

I have never ever been called a beautiful human being, I really didnt have that appreciation of myself before I met Izzy. I know she has brought out in me, me as a whole. I can be who I am without fear of judgement or that I am not quite being how others would want me to be. We can all be beautiful if we learn to truly appreciate our own sense of worth and live each day to its potential. Dont just get out of bed on a Monday and think work again. Life is for living in the present. Life is not a rehearsal. In the end you should screech to a halt outside the pearly gates and apologise for being a little late, you just have had such a full life and are ready for a rest now.

I know she is thinking of me and misses me as I miss her. I have resisted saying, texting, emailing, fb messaging, commenting, wall to wall'ing or blogging anything with the word 'miss' in for the sole reason that I do every second of every day.

This post is for the most wonderous human being I know who has grabbed and melted my heart in a way that is so unfamiliar and yet amazing. What we have had, continue to have and will have going forward is a precious gift which we will both cherish beyond the physical and emotional attachment which have grown between us. Izzy, I miss you, love you and think of you always.

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