A writer, a rambler?

I have had a small realisation recently. It seems I have tried to write some poetry recently on this, my dear blog. I just reread it and, quite frankly, I thought it was shite. So, it seems, I am not a writer. I am a rambler. But luckily for you, dear reader, I can form relatively coherent sentences!

More rambles to come soon about my adventures this past week. Watch this empty headed space!

Nerves..?

This is the official start date (August 19th 2013) for me in my new job.

I've been here since Friday and have been getting settled, tidy some places, getting my life in order somewhat. Now, it's time to begin the training.

Am I nervous? I suppose I am. I don't feel nervous. I feel excited. I'm very happy to report that my desk is still tidy...currently. I envisage getting work sent my way very soon and the stacks will begin to form then.

Strap in, hold on tight, here we go!

New Beginings...

I have moved AGAIN! I know reside in the picturesque village of Kintbury, Berkshire at a place called St Cassian's Centre. My digs are set up, I have tidied my desk so that I can work here without killing myself, and now I await my training to begin tomorrow.

St Cassian's is a Lasallian (I'll write a post about that particular way of life when I return from my training in Malta) Youth Centre and I am one of a three member Senior Team here who are responsible for the day to day running of the centre, care of the young team of volunteers and any young people who come through our doors, and coordinating retreats for school groups who come here on retreat.

It's going to be one hell of ride! I'm back on the bloggersphere and you'll be seeing a lot more of me in the coming year as I find my feet, settle down, and learn more about this (so far) amazing place!

-SMF

Well this weather is great isn't it? No? You find it too 'close', 'muggy', humid? Get over yourself. I can understand it of babies and old folks but you're in the prime of life, quite complaining!!

I have some sage advice for my fellow countrymen: have an ice cold beer, get a fan, and eat a mars ice-cream! It's summer, watch the cricket and smile!

Also, I'm BACK!

Follower

It seems I am
Love is easy
Hate is me
Irony is
My creation of self
I am all
Change is long
Thoughts kill
Spirit makes
Her
My queen
What is she?
Am I anything?
Do I seem?
What are we?
Who?
Her?
Me?
You?
Us?
Follow.
Hearts beat always and provide our entire being with what it needs to function.
Hearts beat percussion for our lives and allow us to live.
Hearts beat. When they meet their counterpoint in another; hearts are married for eternity.
I hope.
I wish.
I live.
We all seek.
Do we all deserve?
Where is my follower?

Hope, friendship, and happiness

This will remain untitled I think. Not really sure what this will be about but I'm hoping it will be the restart of my little blog.

I am staring an event in the face. Not the big three-oh event. I'm ok with that actually. I am looking at the reversal of the biggest change in my life. I have lived in San Francisco, far away from my family and friends, for three years. This January I decided to change that. My resignation was handed in and accepted and d-day is June 15th for work and June 18th for the flight with the 19th as the day I step back onto the soil of England to live, not just visit.

Happy Days, right?! Yes and no. This decision was not one I took lightly. I prayed, questioned, sought advice, and realised that I had already made up my mind before I started asking others about this. So I started down the path of letting the world know.

The hardest part was telling some of the kids I have worked with over that past three years. I told the 7th and 8th graders face to face and it was an emotional morning which included some of the teachers crying along with me. I was then subjected to the most overwhelming amount of emails, facebook messages, and texts of appreciation and love from a wonderful group of people who tell me I have affected their lives to a point where they think they wouldn't be the people they are today without me being such a huge role model.

Emotions. Again. A LOT of emotions. The one that hit me most was uprising of love for these people. After that all I have felt is humility. It's amazing to think that, even when you don't realise it (I mean, I was just doing my job for crying out loud), you affect the people around you. Whether you want to or not.

I have experienced so much in this wonderful city. I have the privilege of having many amazing friends here too. I hope they can remain with me all my life in some way. This is a rare occurrence for all of us and I am blessed to be able to say that I have some of those friends back in England. Friends with whom I cannot wait to be reunited with.

Tough isn't the word. I feel like I am being pulled in all directions of emotion. I am happy and sad to be leaving and returning. I will miss you and I will be amazingly happy to be reunited with you.

Life is wonderful. Hard. Easy. Fun. It is what you make of it. I have made my decision, I'm sticking to it. I will never regret anything I have done or will end up doing. I must look forward and see hope, friendship, and happiness.

In fact, I have just created the title for this entry.

It's good to be back blogger-sphere.