Okay, so here’s the thing. The new format isn’t really working for me. Is it working for you? No? Good.
I just cannot be pigeonholed into a routine. I just can’t. I know that is what creates a community – regular postings on certain things – because, you know, us humans do like routine, but honestly it is just too freaking hard. Not only that, it stifles my own creativity. The words just don’t seem to flow if I HAVE to write something.
So how about we just talk? And I might throw in a card and scrapbook page every now and again. Let’s just see how it rolls okay?
I would love to hear from you, you know. Do feel free to leave a comment below.
So let’s get down to it.
Today is Remembrance day. We don’t get a holiday here in Australia, but we do mention it, and I know of a few people that honour the two minutes’ silence at 11am.
I can never remember frankly. It’s not that I am not grateful for all those men and women that gave up their life so that I may have the freedom I enjoy now, it is just, well, life is so very busy. Which I know is the point. You should slow down, close your eyes and remember. I know. Maybe next year. I’ll try to remember it next year.
What I did think of, though is my grandfather. He fought in the second world war in Africa and Italy until he was injured in Rome. He never spoke about the war, but when he hit his nineties he got dementia and then he would think he was back in the war. He would make his bed like he was back in the army barracks and there was shouting about saving a child whilst he held a blanket in his arms as if he was holding a baby.
War totally and utterly sucks, especially for those that have to live and fight in it.
I hate war.
I hate the capacity of humanity to turn on each other and do the atrocious things we do.
It saddens me and feeds my already spiralling depression.
So let’s not talk about that.
Let’s talk about goodness, and kindness, and a world worth living in.
Let’s talk about how despite our capacity to annihilate ourselves and each other, we haven’t done that yet which must mean, on balance, there is way more good in then world than bad. Right?
Let’s talk about all the beautiful, amazing, wondrous things there are in the world. (Here, here and here)
Let’s talk about at the incredible things that happen that just take our breath away.
Or we can talk about what you had for dinner.
Me, salmon and baked beans.
I know, right? What’s with salmon and baked beans. Well, I shall tell you. I was meant to be making the vegetables that were to go with said salmon, except I got distracted (and this happens A LOT), so Mr C just opened a tin of baked beans instead. It was in fact quite delicious. One might even call it a winning combination, although probably not on Jamie Oliver’s list. No photo I’m afraid, because, let’s face it, who really wants to look at other peoples’ dinners. Not me.
Until next time,
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At the risk of talking about war, I heard a sad statistic today, that 3 times the amount of service men who lost their lives in Afghanistan, have returned and taken their own lives due to the disconnect, the PTSD they’ve suffered, the difficulties they have adjusting to living a normal life again. We need to honour these men and women too. Sarah, please just be you and write what you want to write. That’s what I love the most, when it feels like a friendly chat. Forget the rules and the shoulds. Only you know what makes your writing flow, so do that. By the way, I had rissoles-they were nice, even if I did want to photograph them, which I didn’t (they were rissoles for gods sake) they didn’t last long enough on the plate for a photo.
Isn’t it so sad about war – not only the devastation that happens when we are in it, but the devastation that occurs after it as well? Thanks for your support Michelle and your dinner sounds really nice. And personally I am really glad that there is no photo! Love Sarah xx
First off, Sarah, I’m so glad I found you! You’re right, I’m pleased you’re finding your groove and that you’re going to go (or write) with the flow. That story about your grandfather made me so sad. I’m with you, I don’t get war either. There’s no such thins as “winning” a war. There’s too much loss for that. Why can’t people just be kind to each other? I think you could be onto something with the salmon and baked beans, it sounds really rather delicious to me. When I was a destitute uni student, I once made a baked bean lasagne. I keep offering to make it for dinner but hubster always politely declines. I don’t know why…
Hi there Sammie and thanks for stopping by. Thank you too for your lovely words. You are right, there are never any winners in war.
I am in love with Salmon and Baked Beans now….
I totally could have written that first couple of paragraphs, I’m not someone who fares well with rigidity!
Me neither Lila. I am just not boxable 🙂
Oh Sarah I’m so hearing you about routine. I can’t do it either. I can’t do it to the point I am becoming terribly depressed about the rut my life seems to have got in. But anyway about this post. I love chatty posts. They are my favourite. So yes please more chatty posts, more scrapbook and card making posts and more anything you feel like, when you feel like. Because I’ll always pop by for a chat. xx