I am “this” close to giving up this blog.

I don’t feel I have anything to contribute and have not really missed blogging during my “break”.

How can I get my blogging “oomph” back? Or is it lost for ever? Do I even want it back? Or did I ever have it in the first place?

Hmm..

Update

I won’t delete it. I just won’t be posting as often.. you never know, the creativity may well flow more when things are more sorted out in the complicated roller coaster of our family life!

Better Together by Jack Johnson

From Album In Between Dreams

There’s no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard,
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,
Like a shoebox of photographs,
With sepiatone loving,
Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart ,
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it’s so hard?
It’s not always easy,
And sometimes life can be deceiving,
I’ll tell you one thing, its always better when we’re together

MMM, it’s always better when we’re together
Yeah, we’ll look at the stars when we’re together
Well, it’s always better when we’re together
Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together

And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they’ll be gone,
When the morning light sings
And brings new things,
But tomorrow night you see
That they’ll be gone too,
Too many things I have to do,
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I’ll be under the impression,
I was somewhere in-between
With only two,
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do,
Or places we got to be
We’ll sit beneath the mango tree now

Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together
MMM, We’re somewhere in-between together
Well, it’s always better when we’re together
Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together

Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm
I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing,
We’re better together

On my own, I am a functioning, rational female who can cope with most of the everyday things that life flings at us.

On my own, I am able to make decisions, but they do not come easily.

On my own, I can manage.  But that is it.  Just manage.

But together, with you sharing the ups and the downs, the straigts and the narrows, life is much easier and more bearable. When we are together, a synergy happens, a magical chemical cocktail that strengthens the seams and holds me all together.
Together, we are a team

Together, we are better.

Better Together.

When you and I have play’d the little hour,
…Have seen the tall subaltern Life to Death
…Yield up his sword; and smiling, draw the breath,
The first long breath of freedom; when the flower
Of Recompense hath flutter’d to our feet,
…As to an actor’s; and, the curtain down,
..We turn to face each other all alone–
Alone, we two, who never yet did meet,
Alone, and absolute, and free: O then,
…O then, most dear, how shall be told the tale?
Clasp’d hands, press’d lips, and so clasp’d hands again;
…No words. But as the proud wind fills the sail,
……My love to yours shall reach, then one deep moan
……Of joy, and then our infinite Alone.

…..Reunited by Sir Gilbert Parker (1862-1932)

It is good to be home.