Last Sunday was my birthday. Another year closer to retirement and the cancellation of my student debt- Yay for me!
It also marked four weeks since my Grandmother died. For the first time I received a birthday card without her name in it - “With love from Grandad."
The following day one of my best friends had her first baby. Welcome to the world Connie!
Loss and Life.
The week before my birthday I went to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. I saw some great theatre, some beautiful theatre, some duller than golf theatre, some hilarious comedy and some so poor I can’t even call it comedy comedy - more of a painful, never ending lecture. I laughed more in those seven days than the last seven months. In case you missed it here's the joke of the fringe: "I just deleted all the German names off my phone. It's Hans free." – Darren Walsh
For the first time I can't visit my Grandmother and tell her all about it.
Loss and Laughing.
I used to love this C. S. Lewis quote because I thought it was Beautiful and True. I now love it because I know it to be True and Beautiful. Word order is important people – Chips and fish? Coffee & Tea?
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” C. S. Lewis
Life, Loss, Love & Laughing.