I'm in a very different place this Saturday to last. I don't know if it's just to do with having my offspring in the house. I know loneliness is not all to do with being alone, we can feel lonely when surrounded by others. One is asleep, the other on the internet - I so enjoy hearing his frequent uncontained laughter.
I think the main difference is that today is one of the days when I can rest in the security of being loved. I'm not actually loved anymore today than a week ago, I can just feel it today. Being offered gentle support, people being in touch, being made a hot drink, these little things help me feel the reality. We sang some ace songs at choir last night about leaning on each other, being strong on one another's shoulders, and I could feel the love and acceptance. We did a great job of countering the gloom that pervaded yesterday for so many of my lovely friends who simply were in shock at the result of the election.
Today I'm hoping will be much less damp and dismal. It's my busiest week of the year this week, as well as my boy's SATS, so the plan is to have a gentle weekend. But I need to get out several times, for provisions, and to make a start on envelope delivery. I'm also regretting that we still haven't gotten round to buying covers for the new, expensive and now very sodden garden chairs...
Great start, in buoyant mood so did an extra street whilst I was passing - that's an advantage of being organiser, I know no one else is doing it so can choose what I want. Hope I don't rue my enthusiasm later in the week! And it turned out I didn't need my fleece, winter jacket and scarf ...
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