Well it's been one of those crazy busy months for me, the last day of June already; I have never had a month go by so fast, and even managed to squeeze in a sneaky little trip to Dublin for 3days; an 18th birthday present to my little cousin. As I'm tucked up in bed writing this blog and as the minutes tick by into the early hours of Monday morning.
So weekends are something that people look forward to, because most importantly it means having two days off work, then getting to going out and have a few sociables or chilling and spending time with family and friends. Although the weekends for me are my weekdays, starting work on a Friday through to a Tuesday, now don't get me wrong I appreciate the work but I miss my Sundays so much, it's the one day of the week that all the family come together but when you spend the whole day working and finished at half six in the evening you miss out on seeing everyone and most importantly Sunday Dinner!!
I always try and make an effort and get down to visit my granny since it's the one place that everyone gathers, whether that be cousins, aunties or uncles, and most importantly my granny. She is the one person other than my mum, dad and brother that I can't go more than a couples of days without seeing; If I have an hour to spare before work I'll pop down and visit for a little catch up, let her know what I've been up to and let her tell me all that she has been doing. Go for a walk and see how her gardens coming along and sample some of her baking; what can I say, she's my right hand woman, my partner in crime and my rock!
Everyone has that friend or relation that they can confine in; mine is my Granny. No doubt about it I have a wonderful, brilliant, fantastic punch of beautiful friends that I can talk to as well but there something very comforting about spending time and having a bond with your grandparent's, I think for a girl it is important to get that extra guidance and reassurance, especially someone that can shine their experience and knowledge onto your situation.
I'm just home from grannies, and although Sundays in Granny's are like a busy restaurant filled with a continues buzz the whole day, its almost like the fire alarm goes off and everyone is evacuated from the building not long after I get there, everyone going back home to get an early night for the beginning of a new week. I enjoy that time nearly the most, kick up my feet and chat over a cup of tea with the woman herself. No ones life is a simple sail, we all have our ups, downs and even side to sides but the best medication for worry and stress (I think) is talking and if anyone knows me in the slightest I love a little natter especially when it is going to make me feel better. As if a load has been lifted off my shoulder.
Tonight was a reminder that these are the little 'Magic Moments' in life that you have to cherish. There doesn't need to be a room full of people, a big lavish party or even large amounts of money spend to makes magic moments, it is when you take the simple things that you love and share them with someone. (Within the series 'How I Met your Mother' Barney will say 'Legendary' when something really good happens, in one of the last episodes he explains "that every moment will be legendary if it's shared with friends")
I sat for over an hour and a half chatting with granny tonight, to the point that the room we were in was dark, she basically puts my life issues and challenged into digestible chunks and I leave her house with a skip to my step. I appreciate my Granny in many different ways, her opinion, her funny little way of looking at a situation and her ability to recognise when I need a little chat. It makes working on my favourite day of the week more bearable.
