Saturday, March 04, 2006
Space, Tears, Suds and German Lollies
9:10 am | 
Posted by
Cat |
My my, what a week.
In between finding news of a friend who died tragically, chasing down parents and arguing on their behalf for school assistance so that their children can get books and pencils to write in/with, attempting to get my own program finished (pffttt....that never happened), trying to explain to a child latched on my arm that biting is no way to get what you want, the washing machine blowing up and flooding my laundry and kitchen (and flatmate sitting beside the pool of water oblivious!), and trying to explain to people that because I'm running low on time, it doesn't mean I don't care for them... (take a breath) ...in between all of this I have discovered German lollies. I think I have been running this week on a sugar high as I've made my way through (almost...I'm still working on it) 500g of the stuff.
Okay, I admit the exploding washing machine fiasco was fun (as inconvenient as it is) as my kitchen became a temporary make-shift ice-skating rink. I also can say that finally getting an outcome over school finances and seeing the faces on these kids when handed a pile of books 'just like everybody else' is priceless (the parents gave me a box of shapes biscuits and a can of Sunkist to say thankyou). Not getting my program done meant that I was able to catch up with a few of those who I haven't seen for a while...
...and as for that friend? I know he achieved more than most could ever achieve in a full lifetime. I know that he loved God with all of his heart and would be with him right now. I know that even in his death he is still impacting lives. I know he probably wouldn't have had it any other way.
He reminded me that not just each new day is a gift, but every hour, every minute, every second. We can't take tomorrow for granted, but neither can we take the next few moments either. One minute you have jumped and are floating like the world is at your feet - the next breath though could be your last - and who would've thought?
All in all I guess it wasn't a bad week (emotional rollercoaster aside)...
I just feel like I've aged ten years...and about due for one heck of a sugar-low.
RIP Jeremy
xxx
In between finding news of a friend who died tragically, chasing down parents and arguing on their behalf for school assistance so that their children can get books and pencils to write in/with, attempting to get my own program finished (pffttt....that never happened), trying to explain to a child latched on my arm that biting is no way to get what you want, the washing machine blowing up and flooding my laundry and kitchen (and flatmate sitting beside the pool of water oblivious!), and trying to explain to people that because I'm running low on time, it doesn't mean I don't care for them... (take a breath) ...in between all of this I have discovered German lollies. I think I have been running this week on a sugar high as I've made my way through (almost...I'm still working on it) 500g of the stuff.
Okay, I admit the exploding washing machine fiasco was fun (as inconvenient as it is) as my kitchen became a temporary make-shift ice-skating rink. I also can say that finally getting an outcome over school finances and seeing the faces on these kids when handed a pile of books 'just like everybody else' is priceless (the parents gave me a box of shapes biscuits and a can of Sunkist to say thankyou). Not getting my program done meant that I was able to catch up with a few of those who I haven't seen for a while...
...and as for that friend? I know he achieved more than most could ever achieve in a full lifetime. I know that he loved God with all of his heart and would be with him right now. I know that even in his death he is still impacting lives. I know he probably wouldn't have had it any other way.
He reminded me that not just each new day is a gift, but every hour, every minute, every second. We can't take tomorrow for granted, but neither can we take the next few moments either. One minute you have jumped and are floating like the world is at your feet - the next breath though could be your last - and who would've thought?
All in all I guess it wasn't a bad week (emotional rollercoaster aside)...
I just feel like I've aged ten years...and about due for one heck of a sugar-low.
RIP Jeremy
xxx
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