What Goes Up, Must Come Down!

I have began doing alot of spring cleaning. I feel good about it...something that has been waiting for the correct time..has now come. The task is ardous, but rewarding, prehaps not for the imediate, but for the future. The special part is finding love letters/cards given to me years ago, and re-reading them..the memories come flooding back and for that moment, I am transported back in time. Reality drifts back into view as I read the closing sentence, putting the letter/card into safe keeping, until next when spring cleaning time is required. It's bittersweet...reading them and then putting them away..sadness in puting them away, but knowing you can pull them back out again.

Quick interuption here...Hubby reading over my shoulder...Comment "sentence, is spelled with an 'e' not an 'a'!". He walks away. I fix up the spelling error... I can tell my mind is somewhere in half-world. Half on my head, half in the clouds. It's okay..it is late...and I am tired..I had a busy day. Did some work, running around/errands (bought myself some Conti crayons, paper and charcoal for my sketches), cooking, washing, cleaning, tidying...Domestic bliss...well you would think so! Hmmm pondering thought.

Recapping week...Sunday: Yum Cha breakfast..lucky me found fly in Congee. Sunday night: Pizza at Jay's. More guitar chords.. to the "Sound of Silence" Simon and Garfunkel (one of my favs - YES I am stuck somewhat in the 80's! ) Monday night..phonecall from overseas...6 hours..but how quickly did that time fly...without even a glance at the clock. 200% rewarding. Finally the carousel stopped...only, I had inertia..kept wanting to lurch foward...stomach very nervous..ill all night. Tuesday: can't remember...must be a daze...Tuesday night, cats to vet for vaccinations and worming..then dinner at parents..Hubby had exam so went to Kay's place to study. Mum had party plan lingerie showing (French, Italian and American lace), beautiful peices of clothing. My mind was elsewhere...but I enjoyed the company. Wednesday..ill..but managed to do things..and go to dinner with hubby's family in celebration of his parents (who are both pharmacists) selling the pharmacy and going into retirement.

So what do I remember from the evening? My father-in-law who is a Master Mason was talking to me and I was asking questions...we get along very well together and often his family get jealous, as he'd unfortunately had limited time with which to be a parent to them (as they were growing up, I can understand this)...My sister-in-law made this comment out loud, when her husband (who was sitting at the end of the table between me and father-in-law) asked me why I was so interested in what F-I-law was saying, "So that she has something to talk about with Dad". I don't think she meant it how it came out. Or at least I hope she didn't... I can be oversensitive to statements like these. I flicked it out of my head... At least he has something worth saying...not just chatter or empty words with no lasting imprints. Hubby's family are intelligent and often have lots of interesting things to discuss..but sometimes, its just idle banter!!! Anyway it was enjoyable and I do get along with his family...I was just feeling out of sorts!

Friends

Let me tell you..that no matter what one might think...the bonds of friendship can cross the roughest terrain and over the farthest oceans. The feelings so deep and sincere, that they bring great comfort. So what is it that causes these friendships to form? Well how do penfriends, email, etc become friends? Common sharing of thoughts, ideas, interacting as an equal. Of course it is not the same as having them infront of you...which is very difficult when you want to hug/hold them, reassure them and so on, but it is so comforting, just to have them. Fate and Destiny play the large part...like recognizing a person across a crowded room....like drawing two distant people together. I don't think I am doing this topic justice at present. I am far to tired. I shall go now...watch an episode of Star Trek (hehehe) practice my guitar, do some reading and be swallowed up by my pillow..
Bye till next time

Soosh

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