A couple of months ago things went pretty topsy turvy. Hellishly so. La vie certainly wasn’t belle and our family took a big hit.
But we’re making our way around it, and at the centre of the storm rides my Mum, bracing the elements up front, and showing everyone her courage and determination. It is her strength guiding us, with Dad at her side, keeping us afloat. You are a champion Mum and I love you.
And how’s this, despite all this crap, my family, on both sides of the world, and our friends, are remembering each other and being reminded by each other, that there is love. Everyone is helping out and expressing their love (geez Mum and Dad are even holding hands). Yes I know it’s corny, and I should probably cut the trippy talk and be tough, but at times like this I realise that this IS what bloody well makes the world go round – to look after each other and enjoy ‘la vie’. Really!
How many bloody wake up calls do we need to remember this??!?
La vie est belle. Every crazy day of it.
* “Adelante” (Spanish) : 1. ahead, in front, forward
p.s. thanks for the push, V
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