Sunny Social Sunday

Cottage GardenWhat a glorious Sunday !!!

Early March but wonderful warm sunshine, a family breakfast and a relaxing time in the cottage garden, just perfect.

Compared to the hullabaloo of Saturday, this is just so chilled. Everyone has their little tasks to complete, but there’s no rush, so it’s a nice case of fun in the sun.

The pace of life is so hectic these days, everyone rushing around and trying meet crazy deadlines. So to be able to take time to slow down, surround yourself with family and enjoy life is a privilege. It really makes you realise how fortunate you are.

Happy Days

Young StanleyIsn’t life grand when everyone is happy and getting along just fine. Today has been a day of enlarging family ties, much fun and frivolity, and a great deal of happiness. Introducing Bridget to Hannah and Stanley, as well as meeting Bridget’s children and her granddaughter, made the weekend.

The only fly in the ointment was having to call off meeting Charlotte and Oliver because there was as risk of picking up the tummy bug that Zach and Rob had been suffering with. As Bridget works with some elderly and infirm patients, it would have been rather unwise to expose her to any infection that she might pass on to them. Sad, but sensible.

Next weekend is Oliver’s Christening, so there will be plenty of chance for them to meet up then. I will naturally be performing my joint roles of Granddad Faraway and token Buddhist representative, and promise not to start any interfaith rumpus.

Life Is Tricky

Rubiks CubeSorting out our life can be a bit like solving a Rubik’s cube, each part is like one of the faces, separate but all connected. We work to get one face, let’s say Blue sorted out. On it’s own that task is pretty easy and we complete it quite quickly. So we move on to to the Red face, again it’s pretty easy, in isolation, so we get it sorted and we feel a satisfaction in that. But then we turn the cube back to the Blue side, and it’s all messed up again, because it is connected to the Red side.

Life is like that. Every aspect of life is connected, to our family, our friends, our work, every other aspect. Just like Rubik’s cube, unless you know the rules for arranging the sides, it can be pretty impossible. The only way to get our lives sorted, is to learn the rules governing how they fit together. I say rules, but there’s nothing written down anywhere that will teach you. So it’s a case of trial and error, to some degree. Hopefully our parents teach us the ground rules, but every situation is different, so it’s necessary to modify or adapt the rules so they fit.

There are two big differences between life and Rubik’s cube. The first is that unlike the cube, life is no game, obviously, and second, life is nowhere as simple as getting six coloured faces sorted out. So whether you are playing with a Rubik’s cube, or trying to sort your life out, I wish you good fortune. Wisdom, courage and compassion in huge and equal measure will go a long way in many respects. From my point of view, the news is mixed. I’m getting better, but still learning to do both.

Grabbing A Bargain?

Selling OutNearly everyone I know has been rushing out to the Boxing Day sales today, determined to grab that ‘must have’ bargain. But is it a ‘must have’, is it even a ‘bargain’, is it, really?

All over Christmas, at every commercial break, we get bombarded with ‘Bargain Offers’ for buy now, pay later ‘Must Haves’ … Rubbish.

Happiness stems from who you are, and not from what you own. That nice new iPad2 or iPhone 4s that you have been showing off, will very soon be yesterdays toy, and the next big ‘must have’ thing will come along to take its place.

Look around you, see how much you really have, family, friends and all manner of comforts in life. You don’t need that ‘must have’ gizmo, and if it really were such a ‘bargain’, why would the company be selling it at that price? Because they are just ripping you off by a little less than before.

Retail therapy is only therapy for the companies selling the goods. Tell me, honestly, that you have never been out, bought a ‘bargain’, and regretted it, maybe even before you got home. Think before you spend that hard earned cash, think even harder before you pay with your credit card or take a loan. Do you really need it?

The Perfect Sounding Board

I love my MomDoes it sound sad to say that my Mom is my best friend? I don’t think anyone would describe me as a mommy’s boy, but speaking to her virtually every day, shows me that she is just that, my very best friend.

We have a similar outlook on life, albeit that we are a generation apart, and the changes in life between those two generations are vast. She doesn’t always agree with the things I say or do, and will tell me so, but she doesn’t tell me what to do, or how to live my life either.

She has always been there when I have needed support, and that is true for my brothers too. She tells me that I am her golden boy, but I’m sure she says the same to the other two too. She always tries to see both sides of a situation, and puts her point across with wisdom, courage and compassion. We always know where we stand, and we know that she will always stand by us in times of trouble.

So yes, my Mom is my best friend, and I feel very fortunate to be in that position. As someone who has lost her best friend in this lifetime, namely my father, I would like to think that I can, in some small way, reciprocate, and be her best friend now, in his absence.

If it wasn’t for the fact that she is a devout Methodist Christian, she would make a marvellous Buddhist. We talk about the differences between our beliefs, though neither of us would try to impose those beliefs on the other. We both take comfort from the other having a faith on which to base their life. I love you Mom, thank you for always being there, and I hope I can support you in any less happy times as much as you have supported me when I have needed it.

Teacakes And Tenderness

Charlotte's CakesAnother early start and a drive up to Bristol to see Charlotte, Hannah and the rest of the gang this morning. I have to say that I really don’t like these dark mornings, but at least I did get to see a beautiful sunrise as I neared Bath, so a real silver lining to the clouds.

On a day of real highlights, the one that stood out for me, was just how well Charlotte looked and sounded. She’s getting her hair back now too, so by Christmas she hopes she won’t need her headscarf any more. All the boys, Jake, Stanley, Zach and particularly Oliver are growing so fast, and it was wonderful to get a cuddle from each of them.

While Rob, Jake and Zach went to Jake’s football training, Charlotte, Hannah, Oliver and I went to Coffee#1 in Keynsham, where it was reported that the teacakes were as big as your head. The reports were exaggerated, but not by much, they are huge. With a thick layer of real butter and strawberry jam, washed down by a caramel latte of industrial proportions, it was bye-bye to the diet for today.

Charlotte had booked a cake decoration course for the afternoon, so Hannah and I entertained the boys while Rob was working on the latest phase of the extension he’s building. By the time I was ready to set off for home I was pooped. How Charlotte and Rob cope with their three lads, along with all the oncology treatment is beyond me. All in all, a perfect day, so even though I am dog-tired, it was worth every ounce of energy expended.

On Deaf Ears

Let Battle Not CommenceDespite my plea yesterday, the blame and counter blame emails started flying this morning, so sad. I understand that everyone wants to put their side of the story, make themselves look like the innocent party, get the family on their side. But isn’t that just the way wars and feuds start?

In the past, I was as guilty as the next man of doing exactly the same, but since finding Nichiren Buddhism I find, as I’ve said before, that I seem to have the ability to see things from both sides. I just hope that the first salvo doesn’t set the tone for the battle to come.

In situations like this, the people who suffer the most are the children. Not because they care any more, or understand any less, but because they have no control of their destinies, and get swept along with the tide of emotions.

Of course they will side with their mother, they have lived with her all their lives, apart from the time away at school or college. She has had the major influence on them, has nourished and cared for them, as any mother would. But that in itself slants their view of the situation and colours their opinions.

I do hope that all parties involved can come out of this long and often painful process without becoming bitter or vindictive toward the others. It’s a big ask, and something that is not often achieved, but I hope that the intention is there, at least at the start. As I said yesterday, we need to have wisdom, courage and compassion by the barrow load.

A Heartfelt Plea

When It Ends In TearsTonight’s post is a plea from the heart to my family and those who are close to me. When problems arise between two people, there are always two sides to the argument, nothing is black and white, and one side’s view will never coincide with the other’s. So as an onlooker, please take a pace backwards and try, as far as humanly possible, to see the situation from both sides with a quiet, but understanding sadness.

Matrimonial disputes are always messy. Once the lawyers get involved, it is almost impossible to resolve things in an amicable way, because that’s not in the lawyers financial interest. They will advise their client to get as much out of the situation as possible, often with little or no concern for the heartache they may be causing in so doing.

My position, and I will state it clearly here, is that I am here for either side. I admit that, for me, blood is thicker than water, but that doesn’t mean that I am blinkered to the pains of my non-blood relatives involved. I will speak my mind to anyone who seeks my counsel, though,  I admit, that particular queue may be very short indeed.

But having been through more divorce proceedings than is good for one person, at least I know the emotions and feelings that those concerned are battling with right now. It is a horrible set of circumstances to go through, but it can be made easier for all concerned if only those driving the process show a little wisdom, courage and particularly, compassion.

A Family Day

Jake and StanleyToday was a wonderful family day. The drive to Bristol went off without a hitch and I was there before 8:30. It was fantastic to see Charlotte looking so well, and considering the surgery she had on Monday, she was looking better than I had expected.

After a quick coffee, Rob and I took Jake to his football training. Lots of lads running after a football in the local school gym.

Back at the house, Charlotte was having her dressing changed. Although it seems that the surgery has gone well, she is in a lot of pain at times, as the severed nerve endings start to heal. Whilst it was very difficult to see my daughter crying with the pain, I hope the way I dealt with it, in a calm and reassuring way, helped her keep a positive attitude.

Just before lunchtime, the house filled up as great grandparents arrived, so Hannah and I took Jake, Stanley and Zachery out to the local playground and then for a light lunch.

Charlotte was asleep when we got back, and the more sleep she gets, the quicker she will heal. It was a lovely day, in the circumstances, the weather was beautiful and everything went as well as could be expected.

Just following on from yesterday’s post, I was amused to see Daisaku Ikeda’s Buddhist snippet for today. In view of the reason for my Bristol trip, it seemed to be particularly apt, and I read it to Charlotte to boost her spirits.

“When experiencing failures and disappointments, frustrations or illness, people tend to lose confidence and let fear overtake them. At such times, however, we need to make a conscious effort to move forward with strength and courage. When you say to yourself ‘Next time I’ll succeed!’ or ‘I’m going to get better and make it through this!’ you have already won.”

Charlotte has both courage and strength, so she can be confident of her victory over this ailment.

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