The year that was, 2010 and nary a post on my blog in bleak testament to procrastination's encompassing power.
Not that it was an uneventful year, perhaps even more so as a result. Too much going on, no time to pause and reflect. I forgot to smell the flowers.
As I look back though a lot of things went right and I therefore have a lot to be thankful for. Some things went wrong too and those lessons need to be learned and retained.
The weave of wonder through it all, like a single faerie gossamer string threading it's beauty and lending lustre to all around it was the development of a child. The leaps and bounds as we communicated, and I started to realise how little I knew of how much he understood all along, breathtaking. This perhaps being the essence of all things. Continuity. Seeing a young mind ravenously acquiring and processing new information. To nurture such is an all-consuming yet infinitely rewarding task whether or not it be acknowledged.
Time marches on, 2011 now. All sorts of plans, hopes, dreams. At least I got a post in.
Blink.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
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