Oh gosh! Six months later I write my second post for the year. What is that all about? Anyway, I've fallen off the bandwagon with so many things - and need to restart to give myself a boost. The key is not in never falling but in not losing hope every time you fall.
I've just come back from church. I took Dadda there and because it was Corpus Christi - there was a procession after Mass, and after the procession, a couple who had been married for nine years, "convalidated" their marriage. That is, they did not get married in the Catholic church before, and now they were taking their vows there. Father Gregory, a very cheerful, joyous priest, made a tremendous fuss of the couple and got most of us to stay back and share in the moment.
So, yeah, we're at the half year point and I am going to have to take stock and make myself happy.
How to do it?
I am not sure.
I'll let you know.
(Sheba is seated next to me and keeping me company - she's a perpetual joy to me).
