You know that feeling which occurs before a Big Event? That stomach-clenching anticipation, and the slightly tingly, sparkling feeling around the edges of your brain as you look forward to it?
That’s what I was living for the first half of this week.
And you know that crashing disappointment when the thing you’ve been excited about turns out not to be as good as you hoped? When it lets you down, and the reality is way off base from your expectations?
There was NONE of that. Not even a shred.
1. It has been perfect.
It has been a time of slowing down and stepping away from life. It has been a time of switching off from my constant engagement with Online, and just…being.
It has been a time of laughter, of laying around, of good food and (too much? (nah!)) good wine. Of jokes. Of long, protracted games of ‘Would You Rather…?’. Of immersement in The Moment, and Each Moment, as time slowed down and became richer, imbued with meaning and wonder. It has been one long series of Kairos moments, all linked together in a daisychain of beauty and wonder and BestFriendInTheWorld.
It has been a time when I have been able to focus, intently, on one person’s voice, and watch the sparkle in her eyes. Feel the hugs. Hold the arm. Join in with the laughter. A time of slurred conversation and too much cake. A time of boosting our egos with shopping and genuine compliments. A time of caring for one another. A time of just ENJOYING both being there.
A wonderful, magical time.
2. The Cake is a Lie(on)
most much of my visit. I put this one up. And TOTALLY missed an opportunity to use the above line. DUH! Taking full advantage of the re-do provided by the TToT. So there.
3. The Clothes
I can’t possibly show you here, because there are TOO MANY, but I have pretty much an entire new wardrobe. And it’s all GORGEOUS! I have never ever in my life been happier about clothes. Ever. Ever. Ever. They are BEAUTIFUL things. And I am so excited to wear them soon.
4. The Bookshop
It’s called Badger’s Books and it is one of the most magical places I have ever been. There are books, up to the ceiling, in a series of delightfully linked up-and-down-y rooms, and it’s full of quirky, book-filled angles, and NOT ONE SPACE is left unfilled by Book.
Mandi asked me (cos she’s smart like that) whether I was in heaven, I suspect she knew the answer. My reply to her was a fraction of what I felt about this place:
I truly was. It had this incredible atmosphere; so silent you could almost hear the books whispering to one another. And it was still; as though time had stopped to pay respect to the knowledge and literature passed down from the ancestors, contained within those pages. #BookshopAwe
5. The Beach
The wind was wild and the sea was rough; the colour of milky coffee. The seagulls were screaming as they braved the thermals, and I could see a distant kite-surfer making use of the surf. The breakers were rolling in, smashing into the shoreline – thundering our ears with the sound of the earth breathing exuberance at the sunshine and glorious blue, and scudding white clouds. The spray flew across the beach from 30 metres away, coating our faces, and the wind whipped words from our lips as soon as we spoke them, leaving us sat, without conversation – her in contemplation of the scene, hair flying – me in a whipped-up frenzy of energy borrowed from the dynamism of the ocean; whooping and screaming my excitement as the bigger waves crashed in; punching the air and kicking my feet and throwing rocks at the sea…yelling my head off about how perfect it all was, while she smiled indulgently.
And then I told her about an idea I read online – of having a jar to put pieces of beach into – stones, shells, burnished glass pieces – whichever perfect pieces found their way into the hands of the seeker, from each beach they visited. And I scoured the surfline, jumping back to avoid waves; legs coated with spume as I rifled through the drying seaweed and still-shining-wet shells, until I found treasure. A giant, mother-of-pearl coated shell. And a perfect, pink, bisection of a whelk. And a magic stone with a perfect hole drilled impossibly through it by nature.
Then I begged the beach for another treasure, for her – and it gave me one more mother-of-pearl shell. And I thanked it in my heart, and took it to her, and she was pleased.
6. The Wine
Ohhhhh there was wine. And at that point I did break my vow, and checked into Facebook. And now I’m waiting for the blackmail which I think a few people might try to use against me after certain conversations I may have had whilst veryveryvery inebriated.
I totally lost my capability to grammar, lovelies!
7. The Red-Garlic-Breathing, Red Dragon
Okay. This wasn’t time with Bezzie: this is looking back further along the week I’ve had, while I’ve been on holiday from work.
I spent a beautiful day with Niece and Neff (and mum), beginning with breakfast and ending with bed. The evening prior, we’d all gone out after tea, and played in a playpark. For an hour. And I ran around being a red-garlic-breathing, red dragon with Neff. And I shouted and whooped and climbed on stuff and jumped off things and slid on the slide and went down backwards and fell off toys and snuggled them both into me in the big swing as we swang and mum pushed us all.
I felt and acted like I was 7 again. And it was WONDERFUL.
8. The Day Out
Mum took Niece and Neff and I to visit a local place of loveliness and beautiful views. Whilst I peppered my Instagram account with them, I’ll share my favourite here. And yaknow what? Just follow me on Instagram already so I can show you them as they happen. I’m now HUGELY thankful to Kate and Janine for getting me into it, because I LOVE it. It’s like Facebook without the words. Beautiful to see people’s status updates.
9. You like me – you really LIKE ME!
I came back from my mini-break to discover that I’ve been nominated for not one, but TWO Liebster awards! WOW! My thanks to Laura and Mandi. I’m honoured and psyched, and I’ll work on an acceptance soon-soon
10. Spring is HERE
Properly so. The Daffydowndillies told me so.
What made your week beautiful? What have you been thankful for? Join in and share the wonder…
Host NOTICE: This week we say goodbye and lots of love to Lisa, from The Meaning of Me
And we happysparklyWELCOME Sarah, from Amycake and the Dude