xMas 2007

I spent xMas at MvdM. and W.’s this year and had a great time. I went over at 14.00 and met Stuart [no not the Stuart] who arrived shortly after me and who was there for dinner as well, an ex-colleague of W. with a heavy Scottish accent [Glasgow]. I normally don’t have a problem with the Scottish accent but this time, well ehrm…*hmm* must have been the champers on an empty stomach. No I never learn but it wasn’t my idea this time: I can blame MvdM. …

MvdM. had been to the Lowlands for three days previous to xMas and brought me back two jars of delicious Sambal Badjak which I am eternally grateful for, thanks deary! I guess it’s time to prepare some Indonesian food again some day soon. I helped MvdM. cooking and it was all worth waiting for [3 hrs] although I was starving since I was told not to have breakfast and/or lunch. We sat down at 17.00 and had a wonderful meal [those sausages in bacon and the stuffing: to kill for… *mmmm!*].

Later that evening more friends of MvdM. and W. came over and we all [ten of us] sat in the lounge near the warm fire and the beautiful blue tree with a blue haired Barbie pinned on the top. Drinking wine and chatting. It’s been a relaxed xMas this year, no hassle, no fuss, just how it should be…

My job [plus all twenty invisible taters in that big pot on the right]…

Don’t mind helping out coz I was hungry *hehe*

Mau running around like a headless chicken; timing, timing, timing my dear…

Blue on xMas day

Keep the fire burning baby…

Big bird and roast. Oh and let’s not forget the liver gravy and champers…

Precious Gifts

I got a letter in last week from the NHS, the National Health Service. I’ll have to make an appointment with the nurse to have another screening done. Ever since I had surgery in March this year, I slightly dread these regular letters but I was fine in August so I’m sure I’ll be fine in January. I should be positive, not worry too much and instead appreciate those precious gifts in life. Gifts that come in all sorts of shapes and colours and most of the time when you least expect it.

I’ve been given a most intriguing gift this year from a special person, it’s like unwrapping layers of shiny, glittery paper, to find another one underneath and I feel like a little girl eager to get to the soul of the present enjoying each moment of unwrapping. I received another one in the shape of an email from a reader a few weeks ago when I wrote a somewhat personal post, a gift that left such an impression on me, I have been speechless for some time thinking about her touching words. She is one beautiful colourful inspiring person.

Then there are: ex-colleagues who became friends over the years, new friends and friends that have been in my life for some time giving me their unconditional gifts in the shape of trust, love, patience and comfort. And let’s not forget the wonderful blog readers and writers out there who leave their gifts on each post that I write. Sharing their thoughts with me, saying hi or reading quietly in the background. Offering me help, comforting words and showing me their amazing support when I need it most.

I believe I have crossed paths with these people for a reason and my life has enriched in many ways by getting to know them each in their own shimmering rainbow coloured way… This morning when I woke up the city was covered with a soft fluffy blanket of fog. And I just stood there for a while enjoying the mesmerising view and let my mind drift away. I counted my blessings. Yes, life can be good and it doesn’t have to be xmas to find gifts: for those who wish to see there is a gift each day of the year…

Happy birthday dad…

© Zesty Gal, A stroll, Lowlands 1998

© Zesty Gal, A stroll, Lowlands 1998

© Zesty Gal, A stroll, Lowlands 1998