Sydney Summer

It is scorching in Sydney today. There is a heatwave on its way though it feels like it’s already here. I’m too hot to do anything! 

But look at the flowers I found in my driveway! Taken this afternoon.

Dead Doors

 

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Dead doors

Lead to dead paths

So I am closing all those doors

That keep me from being free

 I have faith that

A vibrant door

Will open and

Beckon me

Through 

 

Abide with Me

We sang this at my mother’s memorial service. The word “abide” always brings me back to this hymn.

“Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;

The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.

When other helpers fail and comforts flee,

Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;

Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;

Change and decay in all around I see;

O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour.

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?

Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?

Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;

Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.

Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.”

Christian Hymn

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/abide/

How Bizarre 

Back in the days of 1997, I was single and over the Easter weekend had nowhere to go. So I joined a couple of work colleagues, and we headed to the sea for a long weekend. They were both kinda crazy. Myself included. D had a convertible which we jumped into, and he played this song fullblast. It was a weird OTT weekend. 

This song takes me right back there. How bizarre!

Fighting Depression 

Well, I’m not doing a very good job at fighting it. Always seem to wake up in a low mood, and stay in a low mood. I miss people and interaction. Extended family. My sister, nieces, my mother-in-law who passed but I still miss chatting to her, school friends, old friends who have moved away. 

I used to love visiting my mother-in-law and staying the night. She was very easy to chat to. I used to wonder who will I chat to when she is no longer here. 

I feel jealousy over a friend who moved to Sydney, and automatically included in a few social circles. My longing for social interaction is so strong. My low moods and awkward social skills probably don’t help. I have bad habits. Like staring at people, sometimes I fixate on something, and don’t realize I’m staring at that person. It happened the other day at the office. There were two people chatting beside me and I looked over at one of them. I didn’t realize I was staring until she called me out on it. I’m sorry, she said, are we talking too loud? Um, no. I turned back to my computer.

Anyway, I guess it is the season where many people feel some loss. 

Joy

Always keep humble 

Always keep low 

This is the year

I’ll never let go 
Of the person I am

The person to be 

The soul inside 

Joyfully me