Managed to get a few days away for my sons graduation in the UK, left the OH looking after his Mum (PWD) I had a couple of hours to kill so I bought a book, went and sat in the park and the heavens opened - but I got the brolly out and carried on reading! Silly I know but it made a couple of passers by smile and gave me a few unadulterated hours of freedom that I have not had for a while. Funny how the simplest of things like that can make a difference for us carers - a book, a park bench and rain!
Sometimes we just have to grab those little moments and enjoy them for what they. In a way, they are sanctuary from all the things that trouble us, things that are inescapable.
And sometimes,it's just so hard to find those times. We have a huge park close to us where I like to take my dog for a walk. It has the most remarkable facilities but these are all around the perimeter of the park for easy access so the middle is just old fashioned parkland. No roads, no bike or walking trails so we have the place to ourselves. If we are early, we see the flying foxes coming back to roost and sometimes they are drowned out by a flock of sulphur crested cockatoos. Sometimes the corellas and galahs are coming to ground to feed and this morning we saw the first of the plover chicks, little fluffy balls being fiercely protected by their parents.
And I always know that Spring is just around the corner when a particular stand of wattles comes into flower.
Peace.