dearhearts

Two blogs this morning and it's not even 8am!! Yesterday was a bit emotional (um, different from any other day how?). It's inspiring, being part of something so life affirming whilst knowing that someone is packing lots in cos they don't have long left. I've known several folk who have died this year and none have them have been people who I'm really really close to, and the thought of losing any one of my dearhearts terrifies me.
I can't quite figure out tho how to live a life that has all the things in it that we have to do, like toilet cleaning and driving to work and paying the bills, as well as live each moment with every single one of my lovelies as if it were their and my last. I had a good conversation with one of my lovelies today about how we have to find the joy in the bill paying cos that is the stuff of life too.
One of my many friends-that-I-don't-spend-enough-time-with uses the word "dearheart" to describe me and no doubt a whole host of other wonderful people in her life. I'm glad I'm dear to her heart, it is mutual, and I'm also glad she has tons of people who make her life full of love. Sometimes tho the stuffness of life overshadows the love and that gets frustrating cos I don't want to waste even a second of my existence doing anything other than delight in the love of and for my dearhearts.
Today I hopefully will get to spend lots of time in the presence of many people I love - we have our church nativity and party and then we're off to celebrate my mum's birthday in front of a roaring fire. I'm sure there will be times when instead of delighting, there may be tension and friction - this too is the stuff of life and though it's not how I'd like it to be, I know we always come through to the other joyous side.

My friend Ben has taught me a lot about celebrating the life and love we have right now instead of bemoaning what we wish we might have had. I hope that your day today is full of celebrating dearhearts near and far. Even whilst you try and scrub those stains in the loo.

And relax...
'Home' and in front of the fire, and my dad has made me some damson gin. Maybe my first hangover awaits after all??!!