Updating Goals
This week I am able to say I have made progress and I have not only filled up more units of time but I am establishing new relationships.
Volunteering at St Vinnies has resulted in me joining a monthly dinner group with local women and tonight I am scheduled to run a course to help people build their own websites. I know that contributing here will lead to more networks and connections. Which is what I need.
It finally feels as though I really did make the right decision this time last year and I am going to be able to settle here in this area and call it home.
Last night I had dinner with the group at Smeaton House, a wonderful old property that was one of the original sheep stations in the area. The owner took us out to the pioneers cemetary and I was blown away by the views. It was evident that we were in the centre of an old volcanic area and you could see how those volcanos had transformed the landscape. It was breathtakingly beautiful and I just wished I had taken a camera with me.
Next time I go I will make sure to take photographs.
Meanwhile, we are still waiting to have Mum throroughly examined but I cannot help but wonder if it would be better to just let nature take its course. Nothing good is going to come out of this surgery. Of that I am certain.
I hate seeing Mum stripped of everything. It is bringing back too many memories of Darryl's demise as he was able to do less and less, as his independence was totally eroded. I just wish we could treat our aged and dying more humanely.
Volunteering at St Vinnies has resulted in me joining a monthly dinner group with local women and tonight I am scheduled to run a course to help people build their own websites. I know that contributing here will lead to more networks and connections. Which is what I need.
It finally feels as though I really did make the right decision this time last year and I am going to be able to settle here in this area and call it home.
Last night I had dinner with the group at Smeaton House, a wonderful old property that was one of the original sheep stations in the area. The owner took us out to the pioneers cemetary and I was blown away by the views. It was evident that we were in the centre of an old volcanic area and you could see how those volcanos had transformed the landscape. It was breathtakingly beautiful and I just wished I had taken a camera with me.
Next time I go I will make sure to take photographs.
Meanwhile, we are still waiting to have Mum throroughly examined but I cannot help but wonder if it would be better to just let nature take its course. Nothing good is going to come out of this surgery. Of that I am certain.
I hate seeing Mum stripped of everything. It is bringing back too many memories of Darryl's demise as he was able to do less and less, as his independence was totally eroded. I just wish we could treat our aged and dying more humanely.
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