Family

This weekend we have had the wondrous and delightful experience of connecting with some long lost family members - out of respect for privacy I will say no more other than if they're reading this they know who they are and thank you so much :-)
In the run up to the meeting and beyond I have watched my husband go through angst, worry, tension, nervousness, joy, happiness, delight and sheer wonderousness at our discovery. We were but a small unit, now, we find ourselves swollen with our new family and the fit to burst feeling that we carry with this treasure chest that we have opened.
I am priviledged to have been at his side throughout and honoured that I am able to share in this new wealth.
Fate has dealt the cards to us again in our relationship, not for the first time and certainly not the last I feel, we have a winning hand - I didn't even need to raise the ante, the pot was already full when we came to the table. I'm not a gambler but I'll wager lady fate hasn't done with us yet.

I'm burning with a need to write it all down, to preserve the memory of these events of recent times, I fear I will forget the minutae which needs to be held fast in the book of no rubbing out - but I also know that others will remember what I may forget so our secrets are safe for a few generations to come.

Take away has to be that family is far too precious to take for granted - we can choose our friends but we need to be reminded perhaps that our family will remain rock solid where friends may falter.

Ramble on - Zeppelin

Starter for ten

A thought has occurred to me that if I enjoy writing perhaps I could make a point of doing something about it - I have decided to see how a blog will work out for me, moreover will others enjoy reading it or am I merely writing in cyberspace?
We are about to enter the August Bank Holiday, the last of the year save Christmas of course - we have so much to do and so little will to do it - our house is a WIP, I only learned what that meant some years ago at a work place from hell, but a WIP it is - do we love it like this? No, but we love each other more my man and I and we preserve our sanity and the need for mutual escapism in our refusal to carry on with our projects. It will be done for Christmas, (repeat in mantra form).
I learnt so much today at work, I learn every day but sometimes I learn at a level that I thought impossible and this makes me proud of my accomplishments - impossible why? Well, because I seem to have run out of room - there is nothing else I can add to my crammed brain without something falling onto the cutting room floor - for everything I learn I lose something once learned - perhaps no longer valuable but I want to be able to retain the lot, I am greedy for knowledge and memories alike.
I am going to one of the "better" restaurants for my lunch tomorrow, I shall sip the house champagne, better than any readily available brand, and reflect on how lucky
I am to be able to partake in such luxury.

Enough for a first blog, I wonder if anyone will ever share this?