Te Aroha

Well here I am in TeAroha again, had a nice day hanging out with Mo and throwing the ball for Saffy- look what greeted me this morning as I drove in- foggy mountain with the sun breaking through.

Off home soon, back to stinky old Auckland.

The strongest man in the world...

...knows his strength and stays within it. The foolish man overestimates his strength, and then wonders why he falls apart.

I feel pretty foolish right now.

I need a hug.

Sorry, that was a bit cryptic wasnt it. Basically, I had a great time in TeAroha, loved seeing Mo and Saffy and (briefly) zombie Rick (he was zoned out on migraine drugs, poor bugger), but for some silly reason I thought I would be ok as I left to come home. I wasnt. Driving out of the town I know so well, knowing that things have changed and that its not my 'home' any more, brought all the sadness back. Sadness I thought I had dealt with weeks ago. I miss the boys. I still love them. I'm still mourning for the dreams that have died. But its ok- this is the way things will be for a while, and theyll get better. They *are* getting better.
Thankyou for all the hugs and thoughts, I had urgent phonecalls last night instructing me to come round to a friend's place, where I had hugs and pizza and a great deal of love. And this morning a concerned message from Mo, making sure I was ok. :-)