The Rainbow Week
A random photo and story post…
I had an intense week before Easter. I knew it was coming and I wasn’t looking forward to it. But I got through it and I knew that at the other end would be a reward. A family holiday to the beach.
It was the most relaxed and at peace I have felt in longer than I want to think about.
I sat on the balcony in the sun and read books.
I went for a drive just to see what was there and stopped when the world looked interesting.
I floated in the ocean and listened to the sound of the waves.
I had fresh seafood overlooking the beach.
I walked and walked (see, bitch does walk).
I went to the movies. I lay on the bed and watched a movie on my computer.
I shopped in places different to home.
I sat with family and watched them do the same things they’ve been doing all my life.
I watched my daughter do the same things I did as a kid with my family.
I had Mexican and a margarita (yes, only one).
I ate Rocky Road ice cream while sitting on the jetty at night.
And of course I chocolated (it was Easter…).
Before leaving on my holiday, I spent a day with friends. Just hanging out, catching up, eating, drinking, laughing, talking. I am so lucky to have such wonderful, honest, open, real people in my life.
I was talking to a friend today over coffee about how I need to put some of this stuff, these holiday things, into my everyday life. It doesn’t have to be much, I don’t think. A special treat for no reason. A day trip somewhere different. Going out of my way to do something out of the ordinary.
A moment of appreciation amongst the mundane day to day of life for the things that matter.
This Easter, I have lived this blog’s motto.
Fun. Family. Good friends.