Time

Sunday and the forty-eighth Covid blog.

The beginning of this week I was in good spirits, due to the sun shining and the world emerging again.

Life though has a habit of blind siding us when we least suspect it, proving that time is something we always think we have, until reality shows us just how fragile it’s thread really is in our lives.

When we are young, time seems endless; we then begin to grow older, time seeps slowly into our subconscious, it allows us to see how precious a commodity it really is.

I am sure I am not alone in believing that we are all constantly waiting, waiting for things to happen in our lives. We wait for something that only time can begin to change.

In England we are currently waiting for that ‘magic date’ in June, when our corner of the world allegedly opens again. How many of us have uttered the words ‘When life allows, let’s meet up, once we can?’

Time though, has a habit of showing it is in control.
It did this for myself and for many of my friends and colleagues this week, in the most heartbreaking way.

A wonderful lady I worked with passed unexpectedly and so quickly that many of us, including myself had no idea she had even been poorly. Such is our ridiculous and constantly busy lives.

I guess this week has shown me once more that we really must take time to see those we love. Covid has impacted so heavily on our time, robbing us of so very much.

If this pandemic has taught us anything, it is to take that time. To stop procrastinating, to speak and to see far more often, those we love and care about. Life is too short, so is time.

I didn’t get the chance to say goodbye, and so many of us have been unable to do so in this current crisis. For me, this is the only way I can, knowing that she was always so kind and complementry about my poetry and often told me she enjoyed reading this blog.

So, thank you, thank you so very much, for being a part of my life.

For Georgia ⚓️ with Love.


When there isn’t time for Goodbye

There are those that seem ordinary 

Until we listen

She said I was inspiring

The truth is, I pale insignificance

The first pregnant woman to sail in service 

Casually mentioned in conversation once

It should have been shouted from the rooftops

I always wished I had her demeanour 

Nothing seemed to faze her

We cherished our too few conversations 

Always in passing 

Always too busy 

Our last, referring to this point

When the world begins again

We all need to get together

In the summer, we said

I’m so very glad I told her

That I thought she was extraordinary 

Seemingly ordinary in her uniqueness 

Sauntering along corridors

Screw lid cup in hand

Fair winds and calm seas, trail blazer

It has been an honour and a privilege 

For sixteen years

To have known you

To have called you

A colleague 

My friend

Make time for one another, do the things you always promise yourself you will do one day.

In the end, time is all we have, try not to waste it. I am going to do my best not to, because there really is never enough.

Stay Safe,

Joy xxx