Before getting hijacked by the ducks

This is my third blog and I feel the ducks are hijacking this site already.  Boy, can they move in fast if they want to!!!!  I suppose I did promise them a book last year and never got to it so hijacking this site is pretty easy in comparison.

Before they do hijack this site I want to talk about last week.  I found myself contacting a man who I went out with 37 years ago, when I was 18.  It was great fun, re living for a moment a very special time in my life - the one before all the other special moments that involve my children much later (I had to put that in for my daughter).  

Later in the week I began looking to see what reason there was for me to have contacted him and posted photos of that time on facebook and I saw that that gorgeous, free spirited, in touch with who she was and enjoying it, 18 year old was the perfect person to hold my hand and walk beside me for a moment as I begin to launch myself into the next phase of my life which I don't know what it is at this time.  The 55 year old is feeling a little battered, war weary, scared and hesitant about the next steps so the encouraging voice of the young fresh me will give me the courage needed to jump off the ledge I have been perilously perched on for a while.

We are who we are because of our past.  Why forget it, never look at it and always look in front?  Why not sometimes reach behind us and use some of the fab bits to help push us along on what we need to do next?

Next blog, over to the ducks.