No celebrations… rightfully I say. We are sick of here. We want trees and sky and birds singing, children laughing… waves lapping etc. etc.
I keep thinking about that blissful year (well may you laugh) when James was a baby and we LIVED at the park. I used to lie him under the trees and he LOVED them. Nature’s mobile. Rose deserves all that too. Can you believe all her life she’s been outside for maybe 1 minute when she was transferred, heavily sedated from RPAH to RWH? I can’t wait for her to feel and see nature. It’s made me realise what I believe is important, a human right…. the things I feel humans should not be asked to live without and also where I derive a lot of my pleasure at being alive from, almost as important as human interaction and relationships, is the beauty of the natural world. That was never as clear to me as it is now. I feel like it’s particularly important for Rose as a baby to experience OUTSIDE. I guess that may be just me wanting to be out of here… maybe….
We are going to have a naming ceremony for Rose when she’s well. Centennial Park and you’re all invited. It will be a BEAUTIFUL day and I imagine it often. When I’m outside I look at the sky a lot and notice breezes and fresh air and all I want to do is rush inside and grab Rose and take her out in it all…. and it’s not even Spring!