It was the perfect end to one of those perfect days. We had wandered along the beach as far as the eye could see both ways. The joy of being together, happy and whole, had over come the need for the possession of watches or money we were here as just a joint soul.
The light had begun to fade and we had watched the most glorious sun set full of the best colours that God had ever made.Night was falling and slowly the stars were beginning to emerge twinkling like diamonds such a wonderful sight we all started singing.
Such days as these are a precious gift we need to roll up every second and save them for a time when we need that little lift.So rarely do these moments come, that when they are this huge we need to save them for when things are so black you cannot see forward you can bring them forth and fill your minds centrifuge.
It was dark and chilly and we found this crazy bar we had food and drink then we sat out the back where they had built a huge fire . Such joy we shared I shall never forget. It was so long ago and yet it is etched in my mind. So when I am at my lowest I shall think of then and remember life at it’s best.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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11 thoughts on “Spinning Cartwheels”
Remembering life at its best–these types of days your describe and picture here so effectively–is wonderful medicine to cure the “blues”, isn’t it?
Yes Life is difficult at it’s best and can be desolate at it worst so yes to keep our memories alive because they are a blessing. Do you have happy memories to fall back on..well silly questions I bet you have many xx
Remember the good and not the bad
Life is only sad when we never make an effort to be glad
Love this, so carefree and liberating, as the beach always is 🙂
A wonderful thought, Willow. When we are at our lowest, we mustn’t forget the best!
Yes those happy days are there to lift us up.
making memories (~_~)
and storing them up for when we need them!!
What an absolutely wonderful post. The whole idea of storing up good times for later reflection is so important. In our lives out here in New Mexico we know that feeling and feel it so sharply. Thank you for this post. It made me smile, and that’s a good thing.
I am truly and honestly pleased to have made you smile, you deserve to smile , I hope many more things will make you smile as time passes, as it will! here is to memories. xx
This is sweet…and so true…to hold these moments in our treasure chests is a special kind of medicine.
we all need good good memories! xx