I have been offered comfort from many sources over the past few days.
I humbly, say "Thankyou".
Though, I do feel it is not my place to accept the comfort offered to so many, apart from me.
I felt quite ashamed in afterthought, today. We went to our local shopping Village, where the local Rotary were running Raffles to raise funds for the Bushfire Appeal. I bought some tickets, & stood waiting for the spin of the wheel. Gom came up, & asked what I was doing. When I told him, he decided to buy some tickets, along with me, in the next spin. We had no idea of what the prize was... who cared, we were really there to Donate.
I had noticed an unusual name on the winners list. I knew that name. I used to wear that name! We stood & waited as our spin was taken. Number 33! Not our number. Then the wheel skipped to the next number, 14. My number! I could scarcely believe it. I went to collect the prize, which was a $25 gift voucher for meat at the Butchers. I was thrilled.
When I got home, I felt guilty. I wished I had given the prize back, to be given again. It could have raised further funds.
I was given this award by Brett, at Coachdad. Brett is a courageous Dad, with 4 beautiful daughters. He is a solo Dad, & I think he does a great job. Being a single parent, is never easy.
Thankyou Brett. I am a rule breaker about passing on such things, & am content to acknowledge this is your award, with your sentiments.
I have posted some pictures, which will not necessarily reflect the subject matter. I just felt like some pretty.
This, a rose at an Aunt's garden in New Zealand. last year.
This is another flower from my beloved Aunt's garden in BOP (which is Bay of Plenty, New Zealand).