Thursday, 18 February 2010
Thoughts for Thursday....
One of the guys that has worked there for years, someone that we all know well died. He was away in Australia on business and found in his hotel room. He leaves behind his wife and two young children ages 2 and 6. He wasnt old at all.
The reaction afterwards was really upsetting, many were devastated it was so surreal. Some had to go home it was not good.
In my opinion this guy gave his life to our company and he worked really hard. He also died working for our company. The whole thing makes me take a step back and revaluate my life.
I thought of all the hours I have been working lately and the stress that I felt and wondered if I too was stressing myself into an early grave. If all I'm doing is working what will be left in the end? Will that be me alone in my hotel room gasping for my last breath?
Do you work to live or live to work?
When you pass what you leave behind? What differences have you made to the world? How will you remembered?
Are you enjoying your life? Are you taking care of your health?
Just some things to think about today…..
Angel
Thursday, 23 October 2008
Night Dreaming....
I walked into my hallway with a big sigh, glad to be home then I shouted out "hey babe"
I took off my shoes and a man appeared in my hallway, traces of sleep were still on his face, standing in his vest and jogging bottoms he smiled
"hey" then frowned "why didn’t you call me to get you from the station Angel? Its late!"
I smiled at his concern
"Because I knew you would be sleeping in front of the TV" I replied
"So?" he said
I'm always in awe at how much he cares for me
"I took the bus" I added and then quickly, before this discussion went anywhere else I stretched my arms out to him and said "I need a hug'"
He quickly obliged, wrapping his arms around me kissing my cheek and then whispering in my ear
"you want something to eat?"
Id long gone past hunger "I'm tired, I whispered back, I think I'm going to wash and get to bed"
"hot chocolate?" he asked and I giggled…
"yes please" I love it when he gets in his fussy mood…
"my lips are cold" I said
He took the hint and kissed me….
A moment later I opened my eyes to find myself in my hallway. Alone with my shoes off and coat still on, still cold and still tired. I was quickly reminded by the silence that I live alone and that there would be no one to welcome me home….I must have been daydreaming….or considering the time night dreaming, but it felt good.
Sunday, 5 October 2008
Gloomy days
October means autumn in
Its Sunday afternoon right now I’m home and I don’t feel like going anywhere. Whilst there are a thousand things I could/should be doing I feel a little empty and perhaps a little sad. The radio is playing slow jams and the whole feeling, the music, the day, my mood it reminds me of the first verse of a poem I wrote for a friend of mine a while back…
Remembering Moments by Angel (1st verse)
I will never forget that Sunday afternoon,
a grey windy day between seasons.
The clouds didn’t know where to rain
and leaves danced down lonely streets;
Inside we were warm and relaxed,
as we listened to soulful radio beats.
Id love to rewind to that day….. (sigh) Oh well to cheer myself up I think I’m going to get a large mug of hot chocolate, curl up on the sofa and read a book.

