Words to Humble Me.

So much of my life is underpinned by self doubt, self fear and self criticism. Those terrible anxious dreams that once again cut my sleep have left me unsettled on this beautiful summer day.

Yet I take heart from those around me who praise me, are inspired by me and supported by me. I am humbled by what people say.

The past few weeks when I've been away from my largely unnoticed online presence there has been a lot of praise and gratitude for what I do for others. 

Later today I must go into battle once again for an old friend facing the darkest of outcomes for her family. In 2017 when dad was so desperately ill she came through for me at 3 am. Now I can reciprocate. 

On this Sunday I plan to do little the rest of the time. I'm listening to Carmen, I'm reading and I will cook roast beef later. Maybe also a walk in the woods.

Enjoy your Sunday if you should stumble across this post.

I Heard a Voice. 

Rain Stops Play.

The drizzle falls outside. It is cold. And it is grey. After a mainly glorious long weekend to celebrate the Queen's platinum jubilee it has turned into an underwhelming end.

Once again I'm reminded just how quickly the weekend goes even when it has an extra two days.

My sleep has been interrupted during the break by obsessional worries about work. Last time I worked it was a day of meetings,  contradictory messages and doubt. What will tomorrow bring?

That aside I've had a pretty good time. My friend Charlotte came to visit on Wednesday. Hadn't seen her since August. We had a lovely Turkish dinner then stayed up late drinking Medoc. Getting a bit too old for really late ones.

The pub had a jubilee party on Friday and yesterday we attended my friend Mel's 50th birthday party. So a pretty hectic few days.

So today I'm taking things gently, quietly and slowly. Mozart plays, I've done some reading. 

Later I will turn to dinner, slow roast shoulder of lamb today. 

Enjoy your Sunday everyone!

I Heard a Voice.