Friday 13th August 2010

Last night we made a memory....it has been a while since we have had a first in England, but last night was definitely one. At 11pm we passed through the old trail of a meteor and in preparation Si set our old double mattress up outside on the terrace and he, the big children and I snuggled down to watch for shooting stars.

It was a lovely clear and crisp evening and Megan counted 25 shooting stars in the hour we lay there together. While watching we chatted and caught up on each other's lives and I think these rare moments are so important as they give a family a chance to reconnect and reinforce the bonds we all need to make it through the rough times.

Once the children were in bed Si and I lay out for a further hour talking about our plans and dreams and about how we are feeling about life at the moment....of course the inevitable subject of our move to England came up and it was interesting to hear Si say that for him one of the best parts about living here is that he is working in one of the biggest, most famous and significant cities in the world. Lovely to hear him so relaxed and positive, his new job is certainly turning out to be all he dreamed it would.

Such a stunning evening, a truly magical moment.

This morning the children and I had an early start to meet Kirsty and Max at Wakehurst place for a walk and while Megan and Phillip took a map and a mobile phone and vanished for two hours, Kirst and I sat in the sun sipping coffee and watching Max and Nick chased each other round in circles. Good days are make of moments like these and good lives are make of a collection of just such moments - I count myself blessed every single day that my life has such an abundance of perfect memories and wonderful family and friends to share them with.