Let a compass be your guide
Boy it’s been a long time, and so much has happened.
First and best, I had a fabulous holiday in Italy. A spectacular visit and right in the middle a beautiful wedding where my baby brother married the love of his life in a villa in the hills of Tuscany. Tough life, I know. They live in Florence (Firenze to locals). Don’t hate them.
Took copious notes and was about to get stuck into sharing my travel tales when bang, quite literally. I didn’t get a house dropped on me but I did get hit by a car. You might guess that getting hit by a car puts a real hitch in your get along.
Many months later and I’m now able to start putting my fingers to work sharing my experiences. I hope I have some readers left.
I won’t clutter this blog with my musings on having your life interrupted by a driver who clearly wasn’t paying attention. I’ll be writing about that experience in my other blog, For the Journey where I blog about adventures of the mind, body and spirit. I won’t go into gorey details without warning.
This is the second time I’ve found myself tossed out of my own life onto another path. So I have lots to share that will help others when they get served lemons and they don’t really like lemonade.
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