… in a world that’s changed almost beyond recognition in a fortnight - actually, in less than a moment 14 days ago.
Christmas - As mentioned elsewhere, the approach of Christmas. I could live without the panic, the rush, the present giving and recieving, the day itself… but, oh, I love the decorations and the music. See, everything always changes, but come Christmas, the same old songs are playing, the same old decorations are hanging, and I feel that I have a direct line to my childhood open. I love the tacky, sparkly, shiny, colourfulness of Christmas decorations. I love listening to Disney’s Christmas Hits over and over again. Not so long to go until I can get the decorations out!!
Lifehouse - Hanging By A Moment. I met this song last week, and it’s become my best friend. I listen to it over and over. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
My kittens - Half-grown kittens, but kittens nevertheless. Muffin and PC, I love you so much. You brought smiles to my face on a day when I wondered if I would ever smile again. You’re the cutest little bits of fluff, and I love you with my whole heart. You’re my skitties!
Mr Cazzle - he may be mentioned after the kitties, but he knows I love him best
Mr Cazzle, you make my life so good, and I couldn’t live without you.
Enid Blyton - When the world turned dark and ugly, I comforted myself with the books of my childhood. Thanks, Enid, your un-PC tales comforted and amused during some dark days.
Yet with all these small blessings, I’m still uneasy and vaguely disturbed all the time. I just wanted to pay tribute to the things that help me forget for a time that nothing will ever be the same. Australia was sleeping when terrorists struck America 14 days ago, and I woke on Wednesday 12 September to something I could hardly stand to hear about. And now I can’t sleep at night.