Spider monkeys

It was the first week… And then a week or two happened in-between where I did not post this. This morning the Engineer let me know that still, in the third week of school there are three of the little ones still crying in the mornings when being dropped off. So I would just like to say to those parents, we see you, we feel for you, but we do not know you to peel your child from around your neck!

So, back to the first day …

Just a little background. The Lilliputians started Grade R this week. It is a new school, with separate classes and up to the first day mostly excitement. I mean the mountain of stationery alone was something to dance about.

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Half my life

On a manic Monday, just before I run through the door the Engineer stops me while still on the phone. “Wait” he signals with his hand why I am impatiently putting my stuff in the car.

From his pocket, he pulls a tiny little gift. “Happy twenty years” he says as I am closing the boot.

Wow. Idiot that is me had forgotten.

So I thought I would tell you about this day, 20 years ago. If you knew us then there may be familiar references. If you still know us now… thank you for hanging around.

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A musical thread of joy

On Sunday evening a friend sends me a link to a song, saying that I should have a great week and that she loves me. It is Sunday night and my ears are already out, so I only listen to it sometime on Monday. A Monday where Lisa and I have to go to the doctor as we are all bogged down with some plague, they brought home from school and I want ALL the meds. We are sick and miserable and when we get home our electricity is also out. I am thinking that my day is pretty crap and retreat to my office where I try to answer email before the laptop dies. How quickly we feel sorry for ourselves, right??

Songs are magical things, they can bring up memories in all their different forms, they can hide things or bring things to the forefront. They can teach you something about yourself or someone else, they can dust off a dusty day or enhance something that is already shiny.

They can recall smells and memories of places or holidays or moments. They are endless in what they offer.

I can also more often than not convince myself that lyrics were meant entirely for me! Music does that!!

This song ended up being the perfect gift to me at the beginning of a not-so-great week and it now being Friday already, has been an earworm of comfort.

Another friend is having a hard time. She tested positive for COVID on her birthday and her life lately has definitely been an unconscionable agreement with the “powers that be”. Sometimes things have to be thrown up in the air before they settle. The chaos before the calm. So I offer her this little forwarded message with the link to the song. A little thread being pulled through… She replies with the English version of the song and tells me that this is her go-to song for almost any big emotion.

This little thread of joy just reminded me that we should never hesitate to share something that touched us, something that enhances your life can be the perfect gift to someone else as well. In the times we live in it is so easy and it hardly takes anything to just share a link.  And even if it is not needed at that very moment, it may just be hanging around there for another time. It is honestly the least we can do.

Lilliputian Lessons

It is the month of Birthdays in the house of the Lilliputians and Labradors. My little warriors are five today with the Engineer following with a nice round 40 tomorrow. I have my turn at the end of the month, but I think with all the celebrations, we may just forget that one J

I am a big believer in the celebration of life. With lockdown we missed out on celebrating so many things with family and friends. Even the Engineer agreed to a shindig this past weekend.

So yes, this tonotopic is me dedicating something to my tribe, if this is too soppy for you, you are welcome to move along.

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