things worth celebrating

white geranium

The August bank holiday weekend is just about at an end.

Despite it having been the longest, hottest summer in who knows how long, yesterday we had torrential rain and today has been as grey and breezy as might have been expected if global warming had never been invented.

Essentially, there are no more national fiestas now until Christmas.

And yet I am sure we can find something to celebrate if we think about it: we still have harvest and the equinox, michaelmas, hallowe’en, bonfire night and St Andrew’s; not to mention more recent acquisitions and adoptions such as Diwali and Hanukkah.

Years ago, my then partner and I agreed we would never plan to do anything new on a day that was already special: we wouldn’t get engaged on anybody’s birthday; we wouldn’t get married on St Valentine’s Day or on the anniversary of the day we met, our house moves would never correspond with the day we adopted the kittens…

I think we thought we’d stay together so long that eventually every day would be a special day and we could spend the whole year celebrating being together.

white geranium

Of course it didn’t work out that way.

The day I chose to officially end the relationship was actually the anniversary of our meeting: I don’t think that it was intentional, but perhaps I didn’t want to spend a day longer than necessary with his memory uppermost in my mind.

But I am ever the optimist. Which probably explains why I’ve just changed the title of this post from “All down hill” to “Things worth celebrating.”

When I started to write this, my initial focus was on the fact that there are no more bank holidays until Christmas; now I can’t help thinking that “Today is the first day of the rest of my life.”

It really is a question of attitude.

salmon pink geranium

Author: don't confuse the narrator

Exploring the boundary between writer and narrator through first person poetry, prose and opinion

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