The irony of not having written anything on this blog
since I posted a blog post titled ‘The art of doing nothing’ is not lost on me …. I had such a great time in Greece,
specifically Janet and Spiros’ wedding that having to return to ‘normal’ life
was a bit of a shock to the system. When I was ready to start blogging again
the trauma of October events took over and I lost whatever mojo I had. I guess
I’m still trying to find it.
In my next post, I’ve decided to put up photos from each month this year as
a prompt of that event and that month and all that happened in it. It's my way
of reminding myself that putting one foot in front of the other is the only
way, the best way.
I think that is all you can do when you are trying to fix
yourself and trying to mend the broken pieces inside you. I still cry at the memory of it all. I still
cry unexpectedly in places where I shouldn’t and sometimes crying in the shower
is really good because the water washes everything away. I will quickly say
however that in between the sad crying there has also been lots of happy crying
and to be fair, I cry at anything! Sometimes
though I can go for days and days and days and not even have a sad thought which I guess is progress.
I’m not going to dwell on the shitstorm of a year 2016
has mostly been politically or even mention all the unexpected celebrity
deaths. I still don’t fully understand what has happened in the world and why.
My head hurts trying to. I suppose it is a sign that we are all getting
older and the universe is calling time on not only us but on our memories and
cultural references.
Mostly this year I have gone out, tried my very best to have fun, travelled,
had adventures, maintained and made new friendships and fortunately my health has been relatively OK through it all. Well, barring a blip here and there and this horrible virus I am currently trying to shake off. I know I'm very lucky compared to others.
I’m still
broken but I like to think in the Japanese pottery, ‘kintsugi’ way of broken. This
is where the Japanese believe that mending something damaged with gold or
silver makes it more interesting and beautiful for having been broken. As someone who quite likes and finds beauty
in flawed objects, I really love this thought.
I can see 2017 in the horizon.
See you on the other side.
