It seems that y’all received a strangely formatted Lightseeker mail yesterday? Thanks to those who pointed this out – where would I be without you guys 
If you would like to read the post and comment, please view it here:
http://www.lightseeker.co.za/thanks-it-will-be-ok/
Looking forward to connecting,
WS
Just a quick note of thanks to those who inquired about the lengthy radio silence. Your words of encouragement are a treasure to me. I have been very careful to keep Lightseeker a discussion area for all of us rather than a personal blog, and hence opted to temporarily suspend the weekly posts whilst I wait for some direction. Many of you know that it has been a personally defining few months on all fronts, but I did not want that to spill over into our conversation. In hind-(should I say middle?)-sight the realisation that life is predominantly not lived in calm waters has slowly unfolded, leaving me shaking my head at my own flimsy justifications. Thanks to the lady who threw the wake-up cream pie, it hit the mark, mom.
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The friendly summer raindrops left criss-cross trails down her mom’s sowing room window. It was late December in the mid 1970’s and only a few days before she had to start ‘big’ school. Dad had just finished mowing the lawn before the weather came in. Clad in his ‘huisbroek’ and garden shoes she watched through the misted glass as he pushed the old mower into the shed. She had been with him moments earlier, walking behind the two-stroke to help him complete one more diminishing rectangle, until only the last little patch remained. Sitting here in her favourite place a sense of warmth surrounded her as she recalled the events of the past few weeks.
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Any analogy falls flat when pushed past the red line, but indulge me while I paint the picture, the big one, a story larger than you or I. Non-parents, bear with me….
Doing jigsaw puzzles with kids is one of those activities which inevitably magnifies your character. Are you the parent who nudges the next piece, insisting on the formula you learnt, or can you sit back and allow them to do it their way? Me, well, I probably say “look at the flippin box!” at least every 30 seconds. Do they look at the box? Seldom. Does it frustrate me? Big time. The picture is there, c’mon, Cinderella’s mouse does not go above her head, and Tigger is usually facing up, get it?
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We have more now than any generation that preceded us. Technology, medicines, infrastructure and a whole bunch of retailers clamouring to keep us happy. Convenience awaits on every street corner, the air conditioner better not be set wrong, and man, that lady at the checkout queue sure can take her time — I’ve got a good mind to buy my free-range_low-fat_slow-roasted_chicken somewhere else.
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