I just got home from dinner at my grandmother's place. The atmosphere was really warm and lovely. I forgot how much I enjoy just talking with my grandma. My husband thinks I resemble her more in recent times - we looked at an album of photos from 4 years ago and it's true that I was a very different-looking creature back then. Interesting how time affects some things really brusquely and leaves other things weathered but essentially unchanged.
Rev. Tim got back to me today, and I foresee a bit of spiritual dialogue going on over time. For now it's enough of a shock to realise there might be a few people out there who could help inform my funny set of views about the world and life and the next life. It's not unlike discovering the queer community I think - you think you're a special snowflake or a crazy freak, following that teenage assumption so many of us make that we're all alone in the universe (how silly, but it happens all the time!) and then - then suddenly there's not just the possibility of one person, but a whole tribe who might share a common experience with you. It's awesome, by which I mean it's wonderful and terrifying all at once. Once again I am peeping through the doorway between my little cell and vast, unexplored halls.
I have also snared myself a great swag of interesting metal oddities and useful widgets for the Uprising gig.... I have a lot of armour and clothes to put together by the 1st and it's going to be a bit hectic, but now I'm properly prepared, it all feels like it'll come together nicely in the end. And I don't begrudge having some work, it's been refreshing in its way and I'm gaining confidence by learning to do something new and discovering I'm pretty good at it.
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