The end of a two year hiatus
I'm back
My last article/blog entry/musing/scribble - call it what you will - was over two years ago. Two weeks after I wrote it, my mother died the day after arriving to holiday in Spain. My world changed. Not necessarily in ways you might expect. I always expected that when the inevitable happened I would be overwhelmed with a tide of devastating grief. I'm a deeply emotional person, and often affected by things others consider trivial or nonsensical, and I fully expected to be in pieces. I'm still waiting for the tsunami.
No, my world changed because there were so many practicalities to deal with. Mundane things like clearing out her office, and her wardrobes, and shutting down her electronic online life, which outlived her by weeks, and in some cases months. And whilst the sense of appreciation she taught me still remained, her death triggered a fundamental re-assessment of values and priorities. I loved words, and I still do, but for a long time nothing inspired me to write, or if I did, it was thrown into the mire of noise that is social media. With everything else going on, although there was nothing actually stopping me, the motivation to sit down and compose articles - even on potent topics - was not strong enough that it overcame the basic convenience of posting to Facebook or Tweeting a facetious remark.
Hopefully that has changed. A new job with a continuing learning curve, and renewed interest in old pursuits (primarily field craft, now inexplicably termed bushcraft), and a healthy (or perhaps unhealthy) appetite for beer and music now mean that demands on my time are very different from before. Nevertheless, hopefully I'm back, and the words will flow once more.
