Today has been one of those strange days where things go well and you're almost waiting for someone to burst the bubble.
The bus arrived, just as I got to the bus stop, always a very good sign.
Half way to work on the train, a notice someone starting to chuckle at the book he was reading. The further we went the louder the laughter went.
I think everyone on my carriage was smiling by the end at the total abandon this gentlemen had with the book he was reading. I was determined to ask him, as I got off the train, what book he was reading.
The stop before mine, he jumped up quickly and raced off the train.
I am never know the name of the book he was reading but I think I can be confident that that man brightened the day of at least ten people with his happiness.
Wish I knew what book he was reading!
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Blessings in disguise
Have you ever had to listen to a conversation you would rather do anything else even cleaning the toilet, feeling like things can never be the same again, the world slightly tipping.
Sleep eludes you, tossing and turning and when you do finally fall asleep only to have your dreams turn to nightmares.
In the morning you're tired, exhausted and deeply sad, but need to put on a happy face and 'keep going'. Maybe its the English 'stip upper lip' or the Aussie, 'Don't let the bastards keep you down' but you get up and plaster on the smile hoping no one can see past the facade to the sadness beneath.
Hoping to find a friendly face online the second I log on a very special friend sends me a Good morning. Finally the sadness is exposed and true friendship holds me tight, helping me to see that ultimate question, I was not alone.
The situation is not changed at all but the sadness is now under control, no longer threatening to overwhelm.
I am not sure I can see the sliver lining, quite yet, but I know that I am now looking.
Maybe this is a blessing in disguise.
Sleep eludes you, tossing and turning and when you do finally fall asleep only to have your dreams turn to nightmares.
In the morning you're tired, exhausted and deeply sad, but need to put on a happy face and 'keep going'. Maybe its the English 'stip upper lip' or the Aussie, 'Don't let the bastards keep you down' but you get up and plaster on the smile hoping no one can see past the facade to the sadness beneath.
Hoping to find a friendly face online the second I log on a very special friend sends me a Good morning. Finally the sadness is exposed and true friendship holds me tight, helping me to see that ultimate question, I was not alone.
The situation is not changed at all but the sadness is now under control, no longer threatening to overwhelm.
I am not sure I can see the sliver lining, quite yet, but I know that I am now looking.
Maybe this is a blessing in disguise.
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