Saturday, June 07, 2008

another day

It is so very quiet here, everyone is sleeping, so I mustn't wake them.

Why is it that I always wake up no matter what time I go to bed, at almost the same time everyday - I know various creatures come into the room and start too stir me but I am conscious they are there, so I sit here after only a few hours sleep I creep around the house not wanting to disturb the small people.

It is almost a year since my parents left on their adventure, we get to speak to them pretty much whenever we want, send them letters, see that they are REALLY happy, they love life but when we come to having to say goodbye, on the phone, at the end of the page or at the airport a little sadness creeps up on me.

But then I remember that I am partly a Prior, a family shedding tears freely so instead I will think of the lovely things, like being under the sea and the water on my face.


Alpaca Granny said...

Hmmmm, I was up at 3 this a.m. creeping around the house.

the little gnome said...

Now I have just had a little tear reading your "another day" xxxx Love you always