The last garden Daffodil of the season has decided to bloom about a month after all the others started dying off.
And a dog trying to sneak into the picture
Somethings you just can’t control. Can’t control when the flowers bloom and you certainly can’t control pets..
The last couple of years has shown that I have little control over my moods. Even less control over that part of my brain which determines the memories or thoughts which will be flashed in front of my eyes. No control but definitely a pattern exists.
When I’m in a positive mood I often drift back to memories from the past, the places and times I spent with my partner. I feel so blessed that I was given the chance to experience these precious, happy times.
However when I slip into darker moods, the same process doesn’t seem to work. Rather than looking back at happy memories, my mind constantly tries to force me into the future. Trying to show me the many places or events I won’t get to share with my partner. I find this so crushing.
Today images of New Zealand and Canada, those long planned trips which we can never share. Last week it was images of not being able to grow old together.
Hopefully tomorrow it’s a return to happy memories.