Three Moments
Thursday 15th August 2013
2:15pm
Sitting in my car looking over the fields and across to the hills thinking “This is such a lovely place, I wonder what will be in the flower beds for me to photograph today”.
This used to be a fortnightly ritual, when I worked here that is.
It is six months since I was here.
I have been invited to the ‘café’ today because they miss me, of course, but more importantly one of ‘our’ volunteers is leaving today, she is moving out of the area and she asked if I could call in to say goodbye.
I am feeling nervous and apprehensive.
4:30pm
I had a really lovely afternoon; they made me feel so welcome. There were lots of hugs, how are you’s, kisses and compliments.
I had cake and coffee, talked and laughed, sympathised and suggested a couple of things to someone who asked for my advice.
I have flowers to take home and I have lots of pictures of the Rudbeckia looking so bright and cheerful in the flower beds.
5:15pm
Paul asked “how did it go? Are you OK? Were they pleased to see you?”
Ben asked me “How was it? Did you have cake? Did you bring any home?”
“It was lovely: afternoon and cake. I had a good time, I loved seeing them but I don’t want to do it anymore and no I didn’t bring any cake home”
I gave so much, I love them but I can’t carry their lives in my head and heart any more.
He said, “you don’t have to, you retired, stay home, do blogging, you love that.”
And so I do.
Thank you Alexa. I know I am on a blogging break but I really wanted to do this today, to remember a moment (or three) that was important to me. Your meme prompts me to do just that.














