"let your boat of life be light, packed with only
what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, someone to love and someone to love you,
enough to eat and enough to wear
and a little more than enough to drink:
for thirst is a dangerous thing"

Thursday, 7 March 2013

i'm back...

Six awesome days in Salt Rock.  Wonderful to get away, lie and read in the sun, swim in the warm sea and socialise with old friends and make some new ones.  A good mix of quiet times and lively company, lots of naps and even more laughs.  Good times.  

Thanks Wayne and Lesley for your generous hospitality.

From the doorway, step on to grass, then a bit of sand, then the warm sea.
Supper being prepared!!  Sorry Kelly and Caroline but could not resist
This was a trip to the Durban market - the only touristy thing we did
Michael was recovering from a tummy bug was almost in total decline.
Some colourful stuff as well
The view from the hill in the estate called Dunkirk where my friend Gill now lives
View of the forest where she walks everyday
The most stunning place called Sage Cafe in Salt Rock where we had coffee.  It is almost it's own little village.  Pizza place, kiddies play area, coffee shop, bakery and a couple of lovely gift shops.  
 My kind of place
 This was our Sunday buffet.

So it was a great break but it is back home and to reality.  The reality that Matthew is off on Sunday to just about the furthest place he could go to from here.  Long Beach, California.  Such a wonderful opportunity for him but my head is in a spin and I have butterflies in my stomach. He has been home for probably the longest time in 3 years and this week is flying by too quickly.  I keep reminding myself that this is the way things are for so many of my friends and that I have done it before and it will happen again.  I have been so spoilt having all three boys close by for the couple of months and now I feel as though I have not taken enough advantage of this time.

No time to get soppy and sad.  "It is an exciting time so embrace it, Jennifer" (says she to herself).   I am now googling to find him the way from Long Beach to Hollywood on Tuesday night to see a Frightened Rabbit concert that he has the ticket for in his wallet.  Now what is there to be sad about? As my other two would tell me "Get a grip, Mom" (but I know they are also feeling like I do but combined with a whole lot more jealously than me about the FR concert).  

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