It's hard to believe the sun is still shining brightly in Australia, now we're home in the chilly, gray, dark, naked Northern Hemisphere Winter. St. John's Wort is proving to be an effective anti-depressant. Nothing really bothers me - I wish my usual personality was a little more like this! Thanks, Anita and Tom, for recommending me take it (in Firenze, Italy! Tom was quoting you, Anita!)
I'm having to fill out the application for Eowyn's primary school, beginning in September. How amazed am I to realise that my Eowyn, who grew within my womb and nursed at my breast and ran to me every time she hurt herself is going to be a schoolgirl!!!
Here are the favourites: The EEU (where she & Coco go now.) John Stanford International School (Language immersion in either Japanese or Spanish) Wedgwood (Just a mile hence, excellent music programme) View Ridge (Where Bill Gates went, so he pours $ into it) John Rogers (5 minutes walk away. Culturally very diverse)
It's a complex system where you list preferences and their computer allocates you a school on the basis of how close you are to it, then a lottery. It's exciting and scary.
Seren gave me a book which suggested making my bed into a safe nest. It's a beautiful thought. Bed and sleep have often been scary and felt unsafe for me. The realm between wakefulness and sleep is often inhabited by imaginary fears and horrors. I made my safe nest this morning, and loved it. There was a tension though. For the nest to really be safe, God couldn't be in it with me. I felt torn between longing for him and terror of him.
Where's home? Wherever Bens, Eowyn, Coco and I am!!
It's wonderful to be reunited. Coco just about exploded with joy to see Bens, and all the way home was saying "That's my Daddy!! That's my Daddy!!"
Our plane ride home was surprisingly easy. Saying goodbyes was devastating, and my heart is sore, knowing the recent familiarity of Seren, Dad, Mum, Rachel and Victor shall fade...
I visited my Grandfather and his wife Jo a few hours before flying out, which was hard. He is 94, so I wanted to say 'goodbye', as it is likely I won't see him again.
Dad, Aunty Lucy, Peter Robinson (the vicar who married us!), Naomi (dear old friend) & Philippa (my bridesmaid) all came to Kyeemagh Baths, on Botany Bay, just before we flew off, which was lovely. We swam in the blue bay, strolled on the sandy beach, watched Mum's plane (to London, Sam, Becca, Tom, Anita, Eddie & Sebastian) take off, and had a lovely time.
In Hawaii, in a rather vague state, having not slept on the flight from Sydney, I thought we'd utilise our layover by going for a swim at Waikiki beach. We hopped on a bus, chatted with the jolly driver, and sat down. My brain slowly ticked over, calculating the time the bus would take to get to the beach, our swim, the return, the numerous security checks at the airport, and realised we would miss our plane. These mathematical deductions took three bus-stops, at which point the jocund driver let us off, we crossed the rode, chatted to a chap at the busstop whom Eowyn thought was one of the Wiggles, and made it back in time for our plane!!
It is kind of weird being in the USofA. People speak with funny accents and stare at me - Rachel says that in Thailand it's quite acceptable to stare for really long periods of time. Here, the 'acceptable stare' time period is only slightly longer than in Australia, but it's unnerving when one is not used to it! And my Bens speaks with a funny accent (and stares at me a lot, but I don't mind!!) Being more aware than usual that I'm married to an American is not something I'm used to. He is very gentle and delightful and insightful.
Eowyn is super excited about being back at school on Monday!
I am super excited about a rather marvellous gift Bens had waiting for us on our arrival home. Can anybody guess what it might be?
Sam and Megs Beach, where we idled many a day in 2000!! Dad, Eowyn, Coco and I daringly ventured into The Cave (which is underwater in hightide and rather perilous!!), where we sang "And Can It Be" loudly and echoingly, joyuously remembering singing in that very cave six years ago with Bens and Sam!!! (Becca and Sam have been there too!!)
Long my imprisoned spirit lay Fast bound in sin and nature's night Mine I beheld a quickening ray I rose The dungeon flamed with light My chains fell off My heart was free I rose Went forth And followed thee!!
I've just had a lovely talk with Becca, in London! I am glad whoever 'twas invented the telephone!! Here are some more pics by Tone of Rachel and Victor's wedding!!!!!! Love, Megs Gosh!! There's a party happening out there! My parents entertain a lot. Golly gosh! James Taylor's Cowboy Song, which Bens sings the girls as a bedtime ritual, is playing. I'm going to listen to it, and let my heart long for him...
These flowers are in Mum's garden - she's created the most amazing tropical paradise, with avocadoes and passion fruit and Australian natives - Wattle, Grevillea, Jacaranda, Casuarina, Melaleuca, Callistamine - all in the six years they've lived here!!
My beloved Bens has tagged me in a game of blog tag started fifty years ago in Northern Iceland (OK OK not all that sentence is entirely accurate!!!!) The rules? 1. Tell five little-known things about yourself. 2. Tag at least 5 people I tag (and miss!) Sam, Becca, Tom, Anita and Eddie!! You're it!!
Oh, and my 5 little-knowns... Hmmmmm!!!! 1. I played French Horn in Year 7, in the school band... 2. I swam 20 laps a day in junior high 3. My first ever chapter book (Eowyn loves being read chapter books! Gump finished reading her CS Lewis' 'The Lion, etc.' last night!!) was Enid Blyton's Binkle and Flip, which I read, utterly absorbed, aged 5, as my family drove down the Champs Elysses (sp?) in Paris 4. I wrote my first novel when I was 7, and my brother Tom 'published' it!! 5. I have aspirations to start a company training Americans who interact with people from other countries in how to make positive connections with them!
I've just swum in the Pacific ocean, which I love ... I do wish it were smaller - my life would be SOOOO much easier!! And the Atlantic, too! If London, Port M, Chiang Mai and Seattle were all really close, it would be GREAT!!!!!!!!! Spending time with my Jones family is so lovely, but I am beginning to anticipate more heart wrenching goodbyes. And a WONDERFUL hello, when at last I see my dear beloved Benjamin!!