The calm before the storm.
Sometimes everything happens all at once. I had imagined I would spend Sunday evening chilling and starting the first rough edit of my latest book trailer.
Instead I found myself at the hospital with Monty who, although fine in himself at all times, had a rather worrying thing* going on. We ended up being kept in, sleeping (well, he was at least) together on a hospital bed while the bustle of a night with sick children rang out around us.
Yesterday we came home and things were looking up. I was longing for a reunion with my bed and then I saw the news about Boston. I immediately switched to the Facebook page of someone I love dearly and there it was, the confirmation that they were running the Boston Marathon.
In my logical brain I knew the odds were in his favour and yet I still felt completely frantic while we tried to confirm his safety.
It’s one of those times that our amazing communications networks both thrill and confound me. Being able to connect with the other people looking for him, get information from people around the world and ultimately to hear the news that he was close but safe, well, there is nothing like it. But… But, I would not have known about the explosions at all until well after the event had it not been for Twitter.
I am so lucky that these little scares have been just that; little and scares. Nothing really happened. My heart might feel like it has been in a whirlwind but we are all safe and well if not a little shaken.
These whirlwinds come into our lives and move everything around in a flurry. As it spins us around we reach out and are caught by people who truly care for us. People who will drop everything to help you, people who are there in the wee dark hours, people whose place in our lives is firmed by the storm rather than weakened.
Thank you to everyone who reached out to us through Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. The wave of positive thoughts held me up and kept the doubts from my mind. Kat x x x
*not sharing details.
There have been some big changes recently which may or may not affect you. As Google have made some changes to their services I have updated my feeds for Housewife Confidential.
If you read my blog through Google Reader you might be aware that Google have decided to close it down. Add to that their continued neglect of Feedburner (the software I used to deliver my feeds) I have updated this week.
Assuming things are running smoothly if you are an email subscriber you should be reading a rather spiffy looking email right now!
If you read your favourite blogs with Google Reader then I suggest you find an alternative now rather than waiting until June. I have tried out a few services and it’s Feedly which I would recommend you head to. Although my old feed is working for now please subscribe to http://housewifeconfidential.co.uk/feed/ to make sure you don’t lose me at a later date.
You can always keep in touch with facebook and twitter where you will find me hanging out, chatting and sharing links to my latest posts. If you would like to get your posts via email please fill out the subscription form below this post (on the site – won’t show in RSS feed).
Apologies for the admin post, hopefully this is all of the Spring cleaning I need to do for a while!
PS – if you spot any problems do let me know! K x
This weekend the icy wind finally died down and the Spring sunshine came out to play. Ordinarily I’m more than content to linger in Winter but my being is yearning for the warmer weather to arrive this year.
We headed out to Hillier Gardens with the children’s grandparents for a good long walk and a look at the stunning gardens.
I am a bit of a magnolia obsessive and had been hoping to see them out but alas the long Winter has kept all but a few tightly tucked away in their leathery-furry buds.
The anticipation of the magnolia season is a sweet end to the Winter. I crane my neck as I pass by trees in the area hoping for a first glimpse of the waxy petals opening toward the sun.
This weekend I contented myself with the promise of their coming. Photographing the beautiful branch patterns and the light caught in the fat, furry buds. But soon, soon, I will be back for the real deal.
Thank you to everyone who sent me messages over the last week about my giving up the day job. I am looking forward to what the future holds!
Many of you emailed to tell me about your own situations. Your dreams, worries about leaving behind a reliable job or to share how leaping has worked out for you.
Thank you all so much; it is so wonderful to feel connected to brave and creative women and to have you join me here.
…and then the day came
when the risk to remain tight,
in a bud,
became more painful
than the risk it took to bloom*…
Has that day come for you?
*this has been widely attributed to Anais Nin as she was once quoted saying it. This post suggests that Elizabeth Appell is the author of the poem.