A week has gone by since the incident. Since then people have enquired about how I have been coping…

I am doing just fine.

No, not sugary over the top kind of fine but the type of fine where…

…you know life will go on with or without you.

…you learn that it happens to the best of us for a reason.

…you find out that you’re alone.

…you are certain that good things will come again.

…

It is spring here, officially, even though on paper, spring was like weeks ago. But now there are green leaves everywhere, my flowers bulbs and corms are sprouting leaves, and my ginger is running out of house and home (it needs a repot, badly!)…and in case you haven’t noticed all those things, the fact that women AND men shed their clothes easily for the sun is definitely an indication that spring is here.

Nil enjoys the sun – it’s a luxury over here since winter days are often gloomy and sun-less – and it seems strange to grief during a time of rebirth and renewal. So to cope, I planted additional dahlias and freesia. I just hope they don’t grow into giants which require repotting!!!

Before you think all is dandy and perfect, word, I still haven’t been able to touch my baby knits – so I decided to start with other knits, like the socks I owe Nil, and other crafts, such as cross-stitch. Will tell more when it arrives in the mail but lets just say the walls won’t be so bare soon…

Things are…just going good…