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'Even I Dream' by Gillian Lee Smith

The blog title comes from words I found in a journal from 2013 - snatches from a poem, perhaps?

The Gospel of Beauty

be gentle with this

holding

as you should

in a nest

made of mist 

and light

I don't even know if they're my words of another's, who's name I omitted to write down, all I know is they spoke to me... and stayed with me...

We are embarking on a Summer of immense change:

• we have to move - the house we've rented for 7 years is being sold
• in September, we become empty-nesters - Daughter goes away to college (Son will be entering his final year at Hull University)
• hubby is considering early retirement

I feel nothing is solid, all is flux... The Home we have built as a family over the last 27 years is shifting, morphing... It is now 'a nest made of mist and light'.

Here, I shall write longer, slower posts... fewer images, more words, as I try and process this new chapter in our lives.