Not just a classic song by the Boomtown Rats but also a valid description of how I generally feel about the beginning of the week. Today marks the end of my first week of blogging. I've enjoyed being able to put my thoughts down and hope that it has so far been worth a read. I'm slowly starting to grow the list of blogs that I am reading, although I seem to have an eclectic mix at the moment. My favourite so far is the one that got me started though and Mark seems to sum up this particular Monday well. On a day that couldn't decide which season it was falling in (no pun intended) I struggled to achieve some simple goals.
In stark contrast, over the weekend I found in my parents two fantastic individuals and friends that I had hitherto often taken for granted. Their experience of life is enormous and invaluable yet their gentle, modest ways belie their true worth. I'm a little ashamed that it has taken me so long to see it but I hope never to underestimate my mother and father again. I'm blessed to have them with me and hope that they understand how much I love them.
I still don't like Mondays but mum bought me a book from a favourite author today to cheer me up. What a star! :D
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