The absence of any blog posts in October is due to a number of reasons. Namely lack of time in October due to increased work load and also with the October holidays. Or is that just an excuse? Perhaps it is. October was like life a month that had its highs and its lows. And as life often is the highs were great but the lows were tough to deal with.
October has been a month where I guess the word that has resounded most is memories. As autumn has moved into winter my laptop still cheers me up as I see rolling photos of our holiday in Harris as my screen saver. Precious memories of summer and the colours which I found stunning at the time are even more so as we move from the red’s and browns of autumn into the grey and black of winter. I love the blues and greens of the Hebrides and the bright colours of summer.
We spent the half term down in the Lake District. We are very fortunate that my parents still have a holiday home there. It has been a bolt hole for my husband and I for 20 plus years. We have climbed every fell and valley in Glenriding and many beyond. We have been there in spring, summer, autumn and winter. We brought my daughter there as a small baby and then my son. We toured the towns when they were young. My son first learnt to ride his bike on the road outside. And in recent years the kids have climbed the fells with us. In a word the place is full of memories it’s not just a place or a house. It’s a major part of my life since I have been married.
This month too I went back in life to finally meeting again a school friend who I last met when we left school in 1987. It was precious. It was emotional. It was one of the best things that I have done in a very long time. We only had a short period and I intend that when we meet next time it will be much longer. But sharing memories of our time at school was so special. We think that our school days don’t count but I have learnt through my new friendship with an old friend that they do. I am not that different from who I was then and who I was then has made who I am now.
Then just this week I went with my son and parents to meet my aunt, cousin and her family at what is now Haven in Ayr. I knew it better as Butlins where I went when I was a student. Although the place is drastically different the memories were still there. More importantly it was so special to spend time with three generations of my maternal family. The ability to pick up with them straight away even though we haven’t met for a few years. And something that I couldn’t at first quite put my finger on and then it struck me a lifetime of memories and a connection that is deeper than blood. I am lucky to have that connection and I treasure it. It is the connection of a family you have known all your life and who love you just as you are and you love them straight back. And although this is a new meeting of three generations the generation that went before are still remembered when we meet as we talk memories.
So what of my resolutions? Well October was the month when I questioned them as I questioned many things around me. What is the point? And why? The conclusion I came too? Well firstly I realised that it is difficult to adequately achieve all that I set out to do this year. I have made small steps in most of my resolutions and tiny steps in one. My main achievement of the year has been to lose weight. I am now lighter than I was when I moved to the Scottish Borders in 2000 pre any children. And perhaps that is enough for 2013. Not to say I won’t still resolve with only two months to go I will update in Nov and Dec. But there are more important things in life and I suspect the resolve list in 2014 will be shorter.
October has been a month of memories of creating them and of looking back at treasured memories. It’s easy to get caught up as I have done this month in the lows of life. It’s sometimes easy to take the highs for granted. But life is short we need to treasure the people that we love and get as many memories into the memory bank as possible.