I feel I should explain my long absence. My work life has been getting increasingly depressing. At sixty-four, it is not something I can walk away from and easily find alternative employment. I continue to weather the storm but the day job is my primary source of stress.

At the end of June, my mother passed away. Our parents passing is something most of us have to face eventually and is inevitable. But when it happens, we are never ready. I miss my dad, and now I miss my mum. I pick up the batton as the older generation. I wasn't expecting to write my mother's eulogy but that is what I did. The funeral directors made that easy for me, in such a way that I didn't know I'd written one until I had answered all their questions.

On writing Mum's eulogy, I borrowed a line from Walt Disney's 'Bambi'. Where 'Thumper' had said something uncomplementary towards the new-born Bambi, and momma rabbit said to Thumber, "What did your father tell you this morning?". Meakly, Thumper stuttered "If you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all." Mum always saw the best in people, or said nothing.

I don't understand why I don't write more often. I like writing. I like the play on words. I like how a change in grammar, can change the whole meaning of a sentence. I love how the choice of words can influence emotions in the reader. I will write more frequently.

My promise to myself is this. I will remember the past, but worry not. I look forward to the future, but fear not. I will enjoy the moment. I am grateful that I share this instance with you.

Thank you All. I will be back up to speed soon.