Sitting here, right now, with this view. The Milano cathedral all lit up at dusk. The Duomo, the people, and the pigeons. The last night of our grand Italian tour. Sitting here just remembering it, thinking about the memories we have made.
In today’s noisy and chaotic world, silence is often undervalued and overlooked. We are bombarded with constant noise from technology, media, and other sources, and encouraged to always be talking, interacting, and engaging with others. However, true strength can often be found in silence. A calm serenity.
In life, it’s natural to dream about what could be. The endless possibilities and the potential for a better future. We make plans and set goals, imagining how our lives could be different if we achieve them. However, we need to remember the now. What if versus What is.
As I sit here and reflect on my life, I can’t help but think about the fragility of it all. The fact that tomorrow is not guaranteed and that my time on this earth is limited. It’s a scary thought, but it’s also a reality that we all have to face. Maybe tomorrow?
It is just so sad. Yes, I’m bursting with pride for the man he is becoming but the transition hurts so much. I remember his first steps, his first words, and all the big moments in his life. Now at almost 17, can I feel him letting go?
Time. Something we can’t see, touch, or taste, but we know it exists. Time is not a great healer, that is completely untrue. 21 years is a while. 21 trips around the sun. 21 years of missing you. 21 everythings.
They say time flies when you’re having fun, and it has! 4 years has gone so quick! From saying our Welsh goodbyes back in November 2018, to setting up our new life, to schools, to work and a global pandemic. It’s been a rollercoaster! But what is enough?
I’m 42 now (26 if anyone asks), and I’m in a point in my life where I’m happy. Just started a new job, which is challenging but which I’m enjoying. Kids are happy, hubby is happy, life is good, but I am always experiencing wanderlust.
TO BELONG (verb): to be the property of (someone) | to be a part of (something) | to be in the right place | to feel that you are in the right place | TO DISCONNECT (verb) disconnect something (from something) | to become detached
Memini, ergo sum, I remember, therefore I am. An adaptation of the famous philosophical statement by René Descartes. Memory is a very interesting phenomenon. It makes up part of our being, it creates emotions and is our ticket back to the land of the past. But can making memories also help us slow down time?
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