All Disoriented

The Dryden family have visited the other Dryden family in Milton Keynes over the weekend.  We needed to stop over to come back to Little Hulton last night.  So that’s a weekend and a Monday and it’s not the first time we’ve done that, but there was definitely something different about this visit.

Quite a number of developments took place of a fair importance which I hope to share in the future, but for all that there was something bizarre about acclimatising to life back here today.  It was just bizarre.  It was as if everything didn’t quite make sense.  Very disorienting.  I could not put my finger on what it was – there were many differing factors that contributed to it.  Some work disruptions (and that’s a typical Dryden understatement), some home issues (and that’s another typical Dryden understatement).  Yet these in themselves don’t make much of a difference.

There was something different though.

In the middle of it all I was able to sit down and make some notes about overcoming.  That was more prophetic than I realised.  I should be sharing those notes in some future blogs, but the thing about making those notes was about not just what will happen in time to come, but how it writes my history and the history and the history of quite a number of things.

Funny how the notes of the past and present can be of such help to future endeavours.

Still, the disorienting feeling.  Not good.  Not good at all.

So remember me.  At this moment.  Being somewhat disoriented.

Won’t last long.  It’s here now, though.

More on the underpinning issues in a future blog entry.

Oh but it’s not David’s fault in anyway … on this occasion, he and Nicola were great, really enjoyed the weekend with the family especially growing in love with their baby boy Joshua.

Shalom

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