Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 353 BRANCH and Swift

Ronovan’s weekly haiku challenge:

Branch & Swift

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Seasons change swiftly
Branches unveil shades of green
New cycle begins

Ritu 2021
Haiku Challenge

Chai And A Chat #130 #ChaiAndAChat

How has the first week of the holidays gone by so fast?

No, seriously, time is whizzing by, and it feels like I have done nothing I wanted to!

So, do you have your drink handy?

  • If we were having chai I’d start with the emotional one. As you know, if you’ve been reading my blog, it was my Mamaji’s funeral on Thursday. The week had been pretty hard, with many phone calls from folks paying their respects, but, for me, the biggest thing was to make sure Mum was okay. We spoke two or three times a day, and I think it helped. The funeral was a different experience, since it was online, for us, them being in Australia, but, aside from a very early start (3.30am) it was a beautiful service, and helped us get some emotional closure.
  • If we were having chai I’d tell you that I had really hoped that some words would flow, last week, but alas, nothing. I did read, lots, though, as I am prone to, on holiday, and I had a go with some lettering challenges, too!
  • If we were having chai I’d let you know that yes, Cricket is well and truly back. Not only was I ferrying said cricketer baack and forth to three different training sessions, but on Sunday, he was asked to play in an interclub game. Last year, he played for the Men’s fifth team. This time he was asked to represent the thirds, so that is a huge step up! I loved taking him to all the matches, last year. There were opportunities to go to clubs in obscure Kentish villages. The people who watched became friends, and we’d enjoy a day at the match. I wsa looking forward to that same feeling with this match, but it wasn’t the same. The thirds and fourths are more young men, than old guys and boys, so there were no other mothers, there. Neither were there any wives or girlfriends. I felt decidedly uncomfortable, so ended up going for a walk, then coming home. Hubby Dearest went and watched a lot of the match, then I was there at the end to pick him up! His side won, he played well, but I really missed watching him… hopefully that will change, soon enough!
  • If we were having chai I’d mention the dentist. I have always prebooked our appointments, so I know we are all set for six months down the line, and I get the first on in the day, so everything is done and dusted, and we have the rest of the day to do whatever we want. Well, you should have heard the moaning from my two teens, at having to wake up… and then, Shock, Horror! Mum asked them to walk! The dentist is a 5 minute walk from our house, but you would have thought I was telling them to go trekking through the Himalayas! Still, we got there, and my appointment was fine. Lil Princess is actually doing really well with her braces, and keeping her teeth clean, too. But Lil Man… oh, he is not doing good, at all… we’ll be going back for a filling, in a few weeks. What a disappointment!
  • If we were having chai I’d have to admit that weight loss seems to have stalled, right now, but as a plus, it has just plateaued, over the last couple of weeks, rather than gone back up. I find that in the holidays I end up struggling, because I am not as active as I usually am, when in school. Being so tired means I just want to sit, veg and read… though, I promise, I am trying to walk, or hula hoop daily!
  • If we were having chai I’d not be able to forget this one… He’s been begging for food, again, and thinks that us being home is great, because he can ask four different people for food, now!
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This week, we have a skip arriving, so we can get decluttering, before any big move takes place. That’ll keep me busy! Also, I hope to get to the hairdresser. As much as I said I’d embrace my greys, I think I am ready to embrace them with colour, now! Also, a visit to my dear beautician to get eyebrows done! Since lockdown 3.0 is easing, today, shops are open, as well as a lot of of other services. We will tentatively see what we can do, to keep these kids occupied, though Lil Man is occupying me himself, with training on all five of the week days! And an opticians appointment for him too, just before we start back to school. Speaking of school, I may just pop in on one of the days, too, to make sure I’m all set for the start back… but I haven’t decided, definitely, yet.

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Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 318 – Goodness

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“If you have good thoughts, they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.”

Roald Dahl (The Twits)

What a lovely quote, Spidey!

I do love a bit of Dahl wisdom, and this is a wonderful example.

I have always believed this, and I think that the eyes are the window to a person’s soul. So, it’s not just smiles I look at, but the eyes.

It is very hard to hide emotions from eyes, I feel.

A smile can lose it’s shine if it doesn’t reach a person’s eyes. A person can beam at you, flashing their teeth, but if the eyes aren’t twinkling… it makes you stop and think.

Equally, your eyes can give away when you are trying hard to mask a sadness, dissapointment, or even anger.

But, if, ultimately, you are a good person, it emanates from you, exactly like Dahl said.

So, what do you think?

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Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps.   

#SoCS April 10, 2021 – Difference

Linda’s #SoCS challenge this week:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “difference.” Whatever the word “difference” conjures first in your mind, write about it. Enjoy!

What a difference a day makes.

That is a line from a song, yes, but it also holds such a lot of truth in it, too.

Take yesterday, and today, for example. (forgive me, I write this on Friday evening, so it is ready for Saturday.)

Yesterday, I woke so early, at 3.30am, so I could be present for the funeral of my uncle, who passed away in Australia. So, time difference pending, I was up at the crack of dawn, armed with my phone and laptop. I connected with the family via WhatsApp video call, so I, along with my parents, and my other uncle and aunt in Kenya, and other key family members, could be there when Mamaji (my uncle) was brought home, as is the custom with our final goodbyes. We were present, but not, if you know what I mean.

Still, it meant a lot that we were able to attend this occasion in a way that a few years back, would have been nigh on impossible to .

After, that I switched from phone to laptop, so we could follow the live streaming at the chapel of rest, where the cremation was going to take place. Again, another miracle of technology allowing us to hear the words spoken about Mamaji, and to see the rest of the family who were there.

By 6.30 am, I was shattered. Emotionally, mentally and physically, I was drained.

So, after a cup of tea, and some breakfast, I climbed the stairs and joined the rest of the family in a couple of restless hours of sleep.

The rest of the day drifted by, as I tried to get my energy up, not with much success.

Fast forward to today, a day later.

I slept solidly, last night, for a good eight hours. I had no alarm to wake me, as it is Easter break. And I woke feeling positive, energetic and happy.

That one day, filled with sadness, but also, relief that Mamaji was on his final journey, so different to today, where I feel at peace.

I sat and looked at photos of him, today.

Mamaji wanted none of that extended mourning that is typical of Indian families. He said, specifically, “Cry for me, if you have to, for a couple of days. After that, smile. Remember all the good times. Don’t be sad I’m gone, be happy we were together”. He even requested that everyone should wear bright colours at the funeral, not the whites, creams and muted tones that are the norm. “Celebrate my life. I had a good one.”

Yesterday, those photos came with tears. Today, I could look at them with a smile on my face.

See, what a difference a day makes.

I do love this Tony Bennett version of this song, so I’ll share it, with you all, too.

#WritePhoto – New Borns

Our #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white as snow
Its nose and ears and hooves were black
Except for its front left toe

The other ewes just lay in wait
For their newborns to come
Mary sighed with happiness
As she was already a mum

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