Today has been, possibly, the best day I’ve had all
year. No specific moments rendered it close to perfection, it was just the
general scope of the whole day that has led me to feel altogether gorgeous and
a little bit – dare I say it – happy. Strange now to think that there was a
time when I would feel uncomfortable, inadequate and unwelcome around
Philippa’s more sporty friends. It was nothing to do with them, I’ve come to
realise, more about my own insecurities and my ability to assume that everyone
else thinks about me the same way I do. So I would turn up expecting them to
hate me, then keep them at arms-length when they tried to engage, then feel
sorry for myself because no-one was talking to me. Thankfully, none of them
gave up on me and now I enjoy their company as much as I enjoy the company of
anyone. More so, in many cases.
Highlights of the day included seeing Philippa in a
swimsuit (obviously), managing to bodysurf my way well up the beach while
others around me got stuck on the shingle, and out-quoting everyone else when
we indulged in a light-headed game of ‘Appropriate Lines from Jaws’
Most of that won’t make much sense to most of you, and
I’m too frazzled to explain it, but if I ever read these blog postings back
later in life I’m hopeful I’ll know what I meant, and then smile.
RC 21-7-19
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