We’ve spoken a bit over the last couple of days about getting back up when you’ve been knocked down, of not letting adversity get the better of you, of bouncing back.
These are some of the things I have seen lately that have made me bounce back.
My boy, my beautiful boy, blowing everyone away in his role as Oberon in the school production of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. I was so proud. So proud. I couldn’t believe he was related to me.
Bubbles. I defy anyone not to feel uplifted by the sight of a bubble. Especially a mega bubble. This guy I saw in Hyde Park had mega bubble making down to a fine art.
These young guys were playing in Hyde Park on the same day. They played mostly Beatles songs and were actually pretty good. Everyone in the park was bopping away and smiling. It was a collective feelgood moment!
Halfway through their set a group of bikeriders came along and began to sound their horns, clap and do tricks on their bikes to the music. It was amazing. The mood was high. I didn’t see one person who wasn’t smiling.
And then, one day when I was feeling a little bit down, I looked out of my window and once again, there was a message in the sky. I couldn’t believe it. It’s as if there’s a guy with a plane up there who realises when I’m feeling a bit bad and writes me an inspirational message. I found out later that the writing was for ROUK? Day which is a national initiative to raise awareness of depression, but at the time it felt very much like it was meant for me.
I like to end on a humorous note where I can and this really tickled my fancy. A lot of people around here name their houses. Some are obviously people’s surnames like Wilson or Jones. There are names relating to the garden like Rose Cottage or Azalea Heaven. But these two are my favourite. Old houses. Old friends. Watching over us all. And I know exactly what they would say – Just Keep Bouncing….