Weak sun


The sun is weak today and the village feels cold. 
Everything feels a bit cold today.
Chic Eleanor messaged, asking me to the cinema tonight. 
I’ve refused as I don’t really feel up to it tonight. 


Yesterday I worked alongside a Finnish Doctor in dealing with a family who are hurting badly.
I took the lead in the interaction, which felt the right thing to do and in our debrief the doctor thanked me.
She told me how well the session was handled and the validation buoyed me up during a challenging day.
Before the interview I took my mask off, which surprised her too.
I weighed up the need to communicate well in that particular session with any other “risks”

Communication with others, especially written communication, is effectively masked sometimes. Meanings and intentions can be misconstrued or lost or inferred especially on blogs, in emails and in messages and texts.
And I don’t need or want to react to that, certainly on days like today when the sun shines weakly and there’s a coolness to the air.

I love my job, I love my “little” world but I am aware that sometimes I’m running on a tank two thirds empty. That doesn’t mean the challenges of work shouldn’t be there……of course they should 
But today, at home, instead of the good book , I want to start reading, or that film I would like to watch or that friend I could laugh and talk with…or indeed that kitchen floor I could mop at or those beautiful cyclamens that need potting out ….

…….all I want to do is to have my hair stroked gently as I lie on the trendy blue couch 
Listening to the crackles of the fire and the moan of the wind.

 

46 comments:

  1. Yes and one day I hope there will be present that special person, worthy of you, to give you that comfort you deserve. Chin up !

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    1. The hand doesn’t need to be one of a beau lol

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  2. Barbara Anne3:28 pm

    I, too, wish that you and that new special someone will meet soon, perhaps on some enchanted evening, and live happily ever after.
    Well done in that conference with the grieving family. I can just hear your wonderful, soothing, and caring deep voice ...
    We have cold rain this morning so coffee is welcome.
    May your tank be filled by circumstances today.

    Hugs!

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    1. The dogs are my constant tank fillers ,
      As is the radio 2 piano room which I’m listening to right now

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  3. Sometimes a day of rest and quiet is best. All else can wait another day.

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    1. Yes I’ve had a slow quiet day
      I’m going to bed early and like a good boy on Sunday, I’ve had a warm Bath x

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  4. If I lived near enough, I'd gladly stroke your hair while you relaxed. Take a virtual hair stroke from me.
    Other people may think they know what you need, but the old saying "walk a mile in my shoes" comes to mind. xx

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  5. Please know that you are loved.You are so precious.x Jo in Coventry.x

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    1. I know I am loved jo ….but I still miss those fingers in the hair

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  6. I can understand why you declined Chic Eleanor's kind invitation but I hope that you will make it up to her some time soon - when you are brighter.

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    1. We are both going to see an audience with shiela Hancock very soon

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  7. I hope someday that comes true for you again.

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    1. I’m happy to have a head massage and pay for someone to do it

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  8. It sounds like one of those days that curling up by the fire and waiting for your mood to improve is exactly the right thing to do. I hope you have a delicious dinner planned for tonight.

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    1. Actually I bought an over expensive pasta meal from Sainsbury’s and it was dreadful .
      I’ve made sushi again for my lunch tomorrow , filled with cucumber, anchovi marinated chicken with pat choi

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  9. I recall evenings when I was young at home-my mum would lay along the cream vinyl sofa and she would ask me to brush her long hair whilst her feet were resting across my dad who was rubbing her feet-chilblains driving her mad x

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  10. To feel cosseted I wrap around myself a fleece blankie or fleece cape with a hottie bottle cosy on the sofa surrounded with my besties-and John you Are Loved xx

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  11. Well, you DO have Dorothy to lick your toes. So that's something. :)

    I think that crackling fire and moaning wind sound downright cozy. Enjoy your evening, John!

    (And you're right about written and masked communication being similarly easy to misinterpret!)

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    1. The toes have been licked to death Steve bliss

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  12. I'm going to do that in the park today.

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  13. What film was Eleanor suggesting? The film I saw yesterday, Master Cheng, had a Finnish connection.

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  14. This is why I dislike March/ spring--false hope, as it is always cold here til June. We are having one of these stupid ''bomb cyclone'' storms, which pre-internet were known as a rainy winter day.

    I love the dandelion seed sculptures in your garden.

    Your fascination w having your hair stoked always baffles me. Seems so fidgety and annoying.
    Maybe pet the doggies?

    lizzy x

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    1. *stroked* typo/spell correct but still.

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    2. My grandmother always stroked my hair
      It was a constant physical touch of my childhood
      My husband used to do it too

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    3. No,,,, always comforting

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  15. God bless you dear one - just take comfort from how many hurting souls you have eased.

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  16. In the movie 'Harvey' the psychiatrist says that he wants to lie down (on a hammock? or a sofa?) and have someone stroke his hair and say, 'There there'...
    I love that movie!

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    1. Stroking hair is a return to childhood,
      It soothes the dying
      A cool hand on a fevered brow

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  17. John-a man used to visit my abode and give me an Indian head massage-he required payment unfortunately x

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    1. You never change …..
      Mave ! The screens !

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  18. Sleep the sleep of saints and dream of hands stroking your hair.

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  19. Sometimes we all really need that loving touch and that feeling of care and comfort.

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  20. It's the little things you miss when on your own- we have a good (older) friend who went for a haircut and the new stylist gave him a head massage - he mentioned it was the first time in a long time that anyone had really touched him. It made me think, touch is a powerful tool. x

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  21. I'd lend you one of mu twin grandsons to stroke your hair, like they do mine. Trouble is you'll end up covered in Peanut butter, at the very least.

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  22. Recharge day, even at less than full strength we can still be amazing

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  23. Hi John, your earlier post "Volodymyr the Sushi Stealer" is one of my "Post(s) of the Week" today at my blog!

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  24. I've been at my cancer hospital for over ten years now and the grief is beginning to weigh me down. Nurses carry far more grief than most people realize and it's a heavy weight.

    Sending hugs John.

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  25. My mum used to brush my hair when I was a child for hours... I used to go to sleep resting against her knees. I find it very soothing.

    Jo in Auckland

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  26. You like the feel of fingernails, or I shall I do it flathanded?

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  27. I do like to sit back and listen to the wind and the rain. I hope we don't get to much rain when the weather turns. If it ever turns.

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