The morning light shining on the tree outside my bedroom appears much brighter. The first blossom, the first daffodils, the snowdrops. Spring is coming to Kings Langley. Nothing too exciting about that is there? Happens every year, doesn’t it? Well yes it does, but it is still a joy to witness.
People come to spend time with me. Eight hours, four hours, a quick hello. So many subjects for discussion: belief, footballer salaries, amazing breakthroughs with a mentally ill young man, news from the school. I help a friend with an employment contract, he helps me with my clothes after a trip to the toilet. A lads night in with a home-made shepherds pie and a bottle of wine. Jane and the children get a few days away with one of the dads from school and his daughter (what a very nice invitation). A great youth hostel experience! So many friendly and kind people in this area where we live.
Sitting with the Occupational Therapist, trying to work out the best equipment for a changing condition. Yes, it is important to attend to the practical side of things.
We have a visitor staying with us for a couple of weeks. She fits in so well. One of those people who just gets on and does stuff, one of those people with whom you can have a thought provoking conversation. Walking with Valentina, bike riding to Cassiobury Park with Sebastian. It all just happens.
Patchwork, cooking and woodwork with Valentina, mathematical challenges for us all, fixing things at our house, sewing endless patches to Sebastian’s trousers and above all super-interesting conversation; we have met a marvellous couple. Valentina loves their dog. It’s just incredible how giving people are.
I enjoy being with people where I am not sure what we will talk about. It always results in the most interesting conversations. I continually find myself with people who I would not have met before I became ill.
The title of this blog is stopforamomentpeople. I am convinced that our villages, towns and cities would be much better places if we slowed down and spent more time talking with the people in our community. Maybe it was just me, but I certainly did not do it enough.
I am still attending the Alpha course. We have interesting discussions about who Jesus was, prayer, the Bible. We start each evening with a meal. Thank you to all at the Baptist church for making this effort. Thank you to the people attending the course who take my winter clothes on and off, and thank you to the people that bring my food and drink. I have already met several interesting people through the course.
I am filled with joy when I see what hands can make. Over the last few weeks Valentina has made this patchwork dog, this wooden bowl and a rather nice birthday cake. Great to see what young people can do. Maybe this is a boast post; well just forgive me. I am allowed to be proud.