What has he done now!

I have a routine now when I get one of those dreaded but half expected phone calls from the supported living complex where my son Simon sometimes, 'not so' happily resides. I hear the familiar voice of the care worker on the phone as she tentatively explains the latest predicament, and sense the hope in…

Do you wanna build a snowman?

How do you feel when you wake up to the sound of that wintery silence outside and you just know before you get out of bed, that there is a layer of snow on the ground? Does it make you want to shoot back under the covers and wrap them tightly around your neck. Or…

‘Jolabokaflod’

This Christmas I decided to take on an Icelandic Christmas tradition of giving a book as a present on Christmas Eve.  Im not sure how I came across this idea but I thought it was rather a good one, and especially with Christmas 2020 having a 'Covid Cloud' hovering above it and everyone having to…

And Christmas begins.

When do you begin to feel full of Christmas spirit? I know that this year is going to be a very different one for most of us, and for many it will undoubtedly be a quiet and possibly lonely one, but I still can't help but feel that little tingle of Christmas expectation building up…

Babychino.

'Nonna thursdays' are becomming quite a regular event as I drive down from the Peak District every week to spend a day looking after my little grandson. Daddy makes Nonna a coffee and a little voice pipes up asking for a 'babychino'. That little cutey loves the frothy milk and there is nothing sweeter than…

An autumn walk in the Peaks

Covid-19 continues to affect us all in so many different ways. I wonder how it has affected your life as one of the readers of my blog? Im sure we could do breakfast, lunch and dinner with lots of latte's in between if we were to sit and share our stories of this sad and…

How did you get there?

Life has taken me down a few unexpected roads over the last couple of months but im thankful that I am still able to enjoy Peak District scenes like this one.  So much of life in the Peaks looks like an artist is displaying his work on a huge life size canvas and I love…

Hope.

Do you find comfort at times in your own creations and writing? I smile to myself when I find strength from a past post or poem. I thought I would re-post this today as I needed to read it and maybe it will bring hope to others too.

Through rose tinted glasses.

When life is tough
And all is dark
And the tunnels end
is out of sight,
And days are endless
and minutes as hours
tick slowly by
as a fretful night.
Make hope your friend.

When love is lost
and grief weighs down
and tears like raindrops
fall from the heart,
and the moments on waking
are too much to bare
and your faced with a day
that has no start.
Make hope your friend.

Hope is the buoy 
that keeps you afloat
that steers your ship
through the roughest of storms,
the northern star
and guiding light
the unseen blanket
keeping you warm.

The upholder of dreams
the strength to move on
the path to a future
when none can be seen,
an acceptance of now
knowing change will come
And flowers will blossom
where thorns had once been

Hope.




By Alison Fielding.

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