On this cold, grey autumnal day I'm listening to The Coronation Mass and reading. It is my wont to listen to music and read.
Today has not quite gone to plan. My lovely friend Krishna has cancelled on our lunch plans as she is unwell. My sleep was interrupted by poor dreams. And there is no sign of the sun.
Nonetheless though it marks a special day. On this day in 2013 I launched my second book Charon's Ferry in Kent. Many see it as a huge accolade that I wrote two books and eventually got published. Some see my books as life changing. To me they are just something I did a long time ago.
Accolade or not that day also brought something unexpected. I made peace with my mum. Mum was most politely described as complex. Later years unravelled some of that. Still I talk of her in therapy.
She died four months later. I'm so glad we made a kind of peace before she died.
Back now in present the last few weeks have been very difficult. Having a job, especially a management job, can be like that. But I will take it one day at a time, one task at a time.
Roast beef awaits at The White Hart, there will be horseradish, roast potatoes, vegetables and wine.
Stay warm out there.
I Heard a Voice.
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