Sunday, 19 September 2010
Walking with friends
I've been in Abingdon in Oxfordshire for the weekend. It's about 8 miles from Oxford, not that I bothered going there, too many people in Oxford. I went to stay with my oldest friends. I've known them for 26 years. We first met when I lived in the same road that they still live in.
The weather was astonishing, after all the rain we've had recently. It was hot and wonderfully bright. We walked around the ruined Abbey grounds and down by the River Thames.
We went out for meals, and we talked and talked.
I got told off for not talking enough about myself when I finally did! I'd got all stewed up inside for days about pressures of my life and it took sitting around in our dressing gowns all morning for Wendy to get it all out of me. Then she gave me a huge hug for not letting it out when we've talked on the phone recently and for having to then spend a couple of hours this morning letting go.
So I consider myself told (again!) for being naughty and keeping stuff in.And not asking my friends for help when I need it.
Cause the result of not asking friends has been expensive as I've tried to shop my way out of my feelings. Which as to be expected didn't work at all. Although the new clothes do look fab!
And when I got back there were two lovely contacts from Sorrow and Robyn letting me know they'd been thinking of me.
I am truly blessed and loved and I should remember that when I screw myself up with pain.
So lesson learned this weekend, well at least for now!
Hope you like these few pics of my fantastic walk