March is normally a good month for me:
birthdays, spring flowers, longer days.
This year, not so much.
I know that we have been away
and I am grateful for those opportunities
but I am missing Poppy
and the quiet morning walks.
I am also aware of all the things
that I have given up
to make my not-so-new job possible:
photography, gardening, writing;
all things that are important to me
and make me tick as a person.
I feel as though my world has shrunk
so that I alternate between two work locations:
house and office.
I know that I have to find ways
to recapture the pleasures that I took for granted
and the life that made me happy.
I'm having a rest and a think.
See y'all after Easter