Spent a lot of this morning reflecting on "past lives".
No...not the reincarnation...deja vous...birth/death cycle.
All of the lives we spend during this one.
The lives within life.
Spent an altogether wonderful day with an old friend/past lover of over 25 years ago recently. A lunch together at my favourite tea room...a walk in the woods and sitting by stillness of a nearby pond...discussing life...our kids...our (now) grandchildren...our lives...the twists and turns...politics of course...and that we can still pick up every year and devote a day to our (past) life together... still smile and laugh with each other.
I feel a little sad for people who once professed to loving one another very much...sometimes even marrying each other...and then when life moves on (for whatever reason) they vilify and say how much they HATE each other and what a horrible person they are...were...have been. To throw away all the good times and cling to the bad...the negative times. Why is it easier to hate than to love? To remember the arguments instead of the laughter? To fix blame instead of finding forgiveness?
It doesn't make sense to me.
Bitten by the Acrylic's Bug...it seems and anxious to try another project. Have a photo that I took in the Nature Park when Angie was up that I want to turn into a painting!
Who knew?
And exciting news as Chris and "the leprechaun" are back together again!
So happy for them both.
