Friday 30th November 2012.
Well Hi everyone, I'm back.
I know it's been a long time in between post, but a lot has happened and there never seem to be the right time or the right mind set to continue with my writing, story telling, rumblings whatever.
I think it started with the cold weather hitting, and man is it cold, we are facing below temps all the time now, and they say it gets worse...not sure I like that one bit.
The big change and I mean huge, is we are not leaving here till after winter, the boat is not ready and to try and cross the North Atlantic ocean in winter is just plain crazy, especially with new rigging and us not knowing it real well.
So this came as a huge shock to me, it came right out of the left field, one moment I was getting ready to leave in a few weeks, to not leaving for 3 to 4 months.
Well as you can imagine it did not go down well, to put it as delicate as I can, let's just say there was one member ready to jump ship and things were a bit tense for awhile.
It still upsets me big time, but we value our lives way to much to take crazy risks, to try and cross an ocean that can be very unforgiving.
And we will get a white Christmas, that is something I have always dreamed about, so another tick can come off the list.
So slowly getting over the first set back, and we get news from my son Tim. He has eye problems and without getting into huge detail, the last specialist outcome was not good.
This threw me so bad, and I so want to go home to him, I know we have a lot of family at home to take care of him, but it's just not the same.
But there is nothing we can do about that at the moment, we just can't fly out of here yet.
After that shock I found out that stress upsets me really bad and I had one of my attacks which lasted into the following day, was not good, so I guess I not only avoid Garlic and nuts, but now stress as well.
The third thing that happened was a very dear lady passed away back home, this was such sad news, and then another death, of a friends husband...man what happened to it only coming in threes.
When someone dies and is around your parents age it hits hard as all you do is think of them, but I think it is so much worse when they die at your own age, and you know them so well, and you realize that life is way way too short, they will never have the chance to get old, live a full life..... I found some words that I think say it all.
'' Do not regret growing older. It's a privilege denied to many."
So I have cried a bucket of tears, got angry, sad, hurt, homesick, and so so depressed was not a good time.
But with some help of friends and family, I have picked myself up off the floor and am my old self again, heaven help us all...haha.
Thats enough for now.
Well tomorrow is another day.