Every Sunset Brings the Promise of a New Dawn

I love that quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson. It’s Day 31 of Bloganuray!!!

Today’s prompt: Where is the best place to watch the sunset near you?

Oh wow it is the end of January and therefore, the end of Bloganuary. It’s been a great reminder that I can actually write every day if I put my mind to it. Thank you WordPress for the challenge. I have also found new and interesting blogs to follow, met some cool people, discovered new books to add to my (already very long) reading list and picked up a few great tips on blogging. Let’s not forget that I wrote my first poem as well! This has really being a good month!

Now for the prompt. Well, as it turns out, the back of my home faces south west so I often get to witness the sun’s last hoorah for the day.

A winter sunset from our complex’s car park
A summer sunset form the car park.

I know that you cannot actually see the where the sun went down in the winter pic but you can get a sense of it. I have only just noticed how the position of the sun differs between the seasons in these pics. I tried to capture the sun’s position in the east on the solstice days last year but I wasn’t very successful. My son’s school is near the sea which is in the east for us. I think this year I need to find a good spot where I can capture the sun in summer especially as the difference in position is quite huge.

Thank you to everyone who stopped by to read my blog this month. Thank to all who took the time to comment as well. I hope to “bump into you” on WordPress again in the near future so don’t be a stranger 😊 Bye for now.


Time And Tide Wait For No Man (or Woman)

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Ever since the pandemic, I have been acutely aware that we are not promised an eternity in this life. When I saw what was happening in China early in 2020, I started taking my son out over weekends to create new memories because I didn’t know if we would go into lockdown, or for how long if we did and if one of us got the virus and didn’t make it, at least the other had recent memories to hold on to. Once we could move around again, I vowed to dress up as often as I could and show up at every opportunity because, to me, it is a way of honouring every moment that I have. I have also made a few additional little changes because I am just grateful that I am still here and I want to make the most of the moments I have on this earth.

If we take care of the moments, the years will take care of themselves.

Maria Edgeworth

Over the past 3 weeks or so I have been bombarded with, what feels like, messages from the Universe to live in the moment and to possibly to find my values and live by them. I thought I was but clearly there is something that I am missing. It started when I kept seeing people recommend “When Breathe becomes Air” by Paul Kalanithi.

I saw it recommended on my Twitter and Medium feeds so many times so I took it as a sign and got hold of a copy. What a great book! He had a beautiful writing style. In it, his oncologist often tells him to “find his values” when he asks for a prognosis. He ponders on the what he would do if he had 3 months, a year or 10 years left. This notion of focusing on finding your values rather than focusing on the time you have left or letting that determine what you will focus on, has really played on my mind. The reality is that none of us know how much time we have left. Every single moment is a gift. How am I going to spend it? What will bring me the greatest joy and those around me, the greatest benefit?

When my son’s dad died almost 3 months ago. It was a huge shock. He was only 43 and had a heart attack. I stayed at my sister’s place the weekend of his funeral and there was an old fashioned clock next to my bed. I was so aware of the steady rhythm of that tick and that tock. Every second of my life passing by while I lay there. It was yet another scary reminder that time keeps moving on even if we don’t. I was acutely aware that I hadn’t accomplished all that I wanted to but I must admit I still haven’t really made any progress towards achieving my bigger goals in particular.

Since completing the book over the weekend, I have had more than one person tell me that they had been reminded to live in the now and to live their best life now through a podcast or a sermon, etc. It’s clearly no coincidence and I just need to meditate on the direction I want to go and get moving. I started doing something towards one of my goals on Sunday. Let’s see how it pans out.

Thanks for stopping by. Let me know how you are being intentional with your time these days. Bye for now!

31 Days of Gratitude 2022- Day 2

Do you do also feel like after day 1 it’s downhill from there? That’s how I felt today. Suddenly it feels like I am knee-deep in December and Christmas is almost upon me and the year is virtually over and and and. Suddenly it’s all so overwhelming and I feel peopled out already. That being said, I have lots to be grateful for though.

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I spent most of my day with my son. It felt like old times. Pre-covid. It feel like he was a little kid again. I am so grateful that we had the time together. He lost his dad 3 weeks ago and today, for the first time, he shared some of memories of his dad with me. I was so glad he confided in me finally. It eventually got too much for him though and he clammed up on me in the evening again. I left him to just process the emotions he was feeling. I am so grateful for him. I am grateful for our bond. I am grateful for his trust and his love. I pray that God will give me the strength and wisdom to support him through this very tough period in his life and to help him navigate it.

Thank you Lord for my son.

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