Firstly, let me apologise for my absence from the blogosphere over the past week. It's been a chaotic, emotional and very surreal past few days... I've been dressed up at a wedding, dressed down at a hospital and in varying stages of distress since Saturday afternoon.
Over the past weekend, in the period of 36 hours I attended an exquisite wedding, witnessed one of my very best friends become a mom and dealt with the shock of my grandmother being put into an induced coma and onto a ventilator in ICU. It really is quite surreal going from visiting a loved one in a coma, to visiting a friend's beautiful newborn baby, back to the ICU again for the afternoon visitor's slot and then home to cook dinner/do laundry/make the bed like any other day of the week. You see, even in the midst of chaos and sadness and celebration the world keeps turning, your car still needs a petrol top-up and your maid continues to send you please call me's when the washing powder/tile cleaner/ wood polish is finished.
One minute you're confronted with life (new photo's of the day-old bambino on Facebook) and the next you're struggling to avoid making eye contact with the sheer possibility of death. It's that age-old contrast of praise and prayer... saying 'thank you' and then saying 'please'.
The silver lining, as cheesy as it sounds – there really is always one – is that in the midst of this freak weather pattern (sun and thunder and blue skies and lightning) I've never felt so blessed... blessed to have a supportive, faithful family, blessed to have a wonderful, sensitive husband and blessed to have friends from all corners of my little world that know just when to call, just when not to call and just what to say when saying anything seems futile.
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