Do you ever have those moments, the ones that remind you of the fragility of the moment, I guess of life?
I am not sure if it is the appearance of spring, the pace of life, the fact my children grow more self sufficient each day, or what. Last night my daughter asked both my husband and I (no offence intended!), if we ever thought about the fact that we were growing old (offence taken!). Whilst I was thinking about the best response, her father answered "Everyday sweetie, everyday!" I guess it got me thinking, that same old lesson that keeps presenting itself. This moment is all there is, this moment is where we should be. I don't want to live each day wishing for the next, only to wish that one away. This morning when I turned the page of Buddhist Offerings 365 Days, todays offering was "Most of us have spent our lives caught up in plans, expectations, ambitions for the future, in regrets, guilt or shame about the past. To come to the present is to stop the war." Jack Kornfield So, whats the secret of that life lived to the fullest without regrets? I guess, I am still learning that lesson - I do remember some very sound advice from my great Aunt who lived to the ripe old age of 105 spanning across three centuries, she was born at the end of the 1800's, lived throughout the 1900's and died in the 2000's. She had seen some changes for sure and was on the Ocean bound for Australia when the Titanic went down. About growing old she used to say "Darling, it's no fun getting old, but the alternative isn't great!" I do know that you should do what you love and love what you do though, look for the good in situations and see the best in others. Ain't life a huge lesson?
OK - so it's November now - which means it must be time to write a monthly post! Pathetic I know, and yes I will improve, so yes, those that visit, please continue to bear with me! 
I recently read a blog that had a "what I hate" kinda question. One of the things the writer hated was "friends that said to mention their blog, and then only blogged once a month!" As I read agreeing with the frustration of happening upon an interesting blog only to find that the updates were few and far between, I realized how over the last few months I had fallen into this category! So, what was my excuse - have had the move - so I guess that excuse no longer cuts it. Soooo with that in mind, no art to show, and really nothing of interest to say - I give you some memories of a trip last month to Melbourne "with the girls". Once a year we make a point to go away for a weekend. This time we felt we were up for a short interstate plane ride. It is funny in the lead up, as the emails come thick and fast - "what should I pack" " What restaurants shall we book" "what should we see" - the excitement builds as we board the taxi to the airport with our"Leave pass" as one friend always puts it. We all met at a local playgroup when all our eldest children were born. So I guess the common thread is we all have an oldest child of 14. Apart from that, we have had some laughs, supported each other over the years through some stuff, but we are all ready to enjoy the time in a big way. Me and one other have both lived in Melbourne so we were the "tour" guides as such, and boy we covered some ground, saw some stuff, ate, danced sang, and of course laughed. I give you some highlights - the 
