This is written Tuesday 15 August, because the impending storm due to all our commitments have blown and one of the things that got blown away was The Blog.
How odd it must be for Alex Selkirk after he got used to his condition and apparently felt peace. All he had to worry about was when the ship that would save him came, if ever.… Read more
Char was ill from some breast-infection-like state but became better. I felt strung out even so and a bit on the verge of stress.
For I was trying to prepare for next week in my mind – work and baptism – while taking care of both her and Jay and all practical house-stuff.… Read more
Just re-read 159 about Jay’s birth by Cesarean and how bad we felt about it, and I wonder what has changed here on his 2-month birthday.
The answer is ‘a lot’ and ‘not a lot’.
It still makes me feel bad to think about it. I still feel we were robbed of something beautiful, even if what happened was the right thing and the most important thing – Jay got out alive and well.… Read more
Got a gig today where I had to redesign a website but couldn’t do it. I was sure that the redesigns were relatively simple to do once I was logged in. But … no.
I was sure because the WordPress theme was a premium with lots of options, but only about 50-70 per cent of the options allowed me to do what I wanted to do.… Read more
We are doing better, due to lots and lots of help – some we paid for, but most came from family and friends.
Yesterday as we walked together for the first time as a family, outside, with Jay in the carriage, I said to Char:
I think I’m learning to appreciate family relations more as I grow older.… Read more
This post is written Thursday 18 about a night we will always remember: Jay was born after 12-ish hours of labor, medically induced because Char is 41 and the doctors say it will lessen risk of anything wrong not to go past her term more than one week.
Well, they were wrong.… Read more
Yesterday a friend tried to send me a CD with a new music album his wife had made, but it got nicked by some postal-worker en route.
I can get a new copy, of course, but I hate when people steal from me – esp. something personal like this. We’ve been friends for almost 30 years, MRN and I, and I care very much for his wife, LR, who is a beautiful person like her husband, as well as extremely talented.… Read more
What a morning – writing while trying to fix a clogged toilet, fix breakfast for my pregnant girlfriend, fix shopping, fix everything. But I got written a bit for my Story. And soon on to the accounting. I’m glad I delayed that last part until I had the Story-bit done.
Felt like doing another list-reflection post, then about time and Ageing.… Read more
After yesterday’s considerations about persistence and hope when trying to make a living, at least partially, as a writer in the 21st century, I knew I had forgotten something…
It’s good to remember that if I write 500 words per day on stories I love for the next 10 years then making mental room and spending calendar time for and on that … is worth the most.… Read more
Went to the family, down south, with Char and her grandma. It was mum-in-law’s birthday and a good excuse to go, although the trip is long and I get to drive every time.
Thought about life and death, and clients, and dreams, and Jay, and whether or not life would bring Good – or more of it – in the unknown future.… Read more