The benefits of a four monthly catch up

Last Saturday, I went out to dinner with my sister Sandy and our second cousin Anna.  We did this for the first time in June, and we had such a lovely time that we decided to do it again.

This post is not about food, but I can't talk about Sandy and Anna without telling you about my new favourite restaurant.  Mamasita's in Colin's St Melbourne is just the most amazing place.  I am a Mexican lover from way back, a somewhat frustrated Mexican lover as my beloved is not that much of a fan, and is even less of a fan now than when I married him because I used to subject him to at least one Mexican dish per week, until caving under protests.  Mamasita's is a Tapasish place, and it highlights the very best of Mexican, not the processed Old Elpaso stuff (which I don't mind anyway), but the fresh lime and coriander and corn, the slow cooked meat, the lovely spices that aren't too overwhelming.  I went there first with Sandy and Anna.  It is usually packed out, we arrived at 5:30, and were told to come back in a hour.  It is expensive- it's the kind of place I'll go for my birthday or a special occasion.  But I love, love, love it!  I'm getting hungry and excited just thinking about it.

Anyway, end of rant.

Sandy and Anna and I grew up together.  Along with several other couples and their kids, we used to go away and spend Easter together at my Grandparents farm.  We all got on well, but despite many years of little contact, Anna is the one that we are the closest too.  Our Dad's were great buddies growing up, and if something had happened to my parents, it would have been Anna's parents who would have been our guardians.  I often wonder if the reason we enjoy each other company is because our parents are so similar.

Anyway, on Saturday we went to another great restaurant Mamak's (a Malaysian restaurant that is famous in Sydney and has just made its way onto Lonsdale st).  It was lovely to catch up and see what we had all been up to.  But I realised what a help it can be to have a 4 month catch up.  It reminds you of what you were thinking and planning and dreaming 4 months ago, and how life has ended up.

Anna asked how my book was going.

Oh dear...

Of course, in June, it was all about my novel, as I desperately tried to get it finished before starting work.

But the last four months...

Well, the biggest problem was what happened several weeks after our last catch up.

I lots my notebook.

I don't know if other people who aren't writers quite understand how heart-breaking this is (though I guess Anna and Sandy were pretty horrified).  But for me, it was one of the most debilitating, horrible moments of the novel writing process.

The not so frantic search "It must be somewhere".  The somewhat more urgent "I need to find it, where could it be".  Retracing my steps.  Searching under the car seat.  Madly cleaning the house.  Looking in places I know it can't be but wanting to find it so bad that I look there anyway.

Horrible.

And I can't find it.  I suspect, maybe next year I will find it.  But by then, it will be too late.

And what was in my notebook that was so important?  In the late days of June I sat down and read through my entire novel, and wrote down in my novel exactly what I needed to do to get it up to scratch.  It was not a fun process but it was necessary and satisfying to get it done.

And now, all that work is lost.  I could be thankful there was little original words in my notebook lost.  But even so...

It took about a month before I would even look at my novel, I was so distraught.  Eventually I started writing a little bit, but I was busy and discouraged and it didn't happen very often.  And finally, about 1.5 months ago, I printed out my novel and started again.  Painstakingly writing down what needed to change.  I was no where near as through as I could have been, I just don't have the heart for it.

Anyway, back to dinner.  So I began to talk to Anna and Sandy about my book.  And they were great.  Because they still remembered the enthusiastic Belinda who felt so close to finishing.  They were still keen to read it, they still believed in it.  And slowly, as they talked about, so did I.

As I looked through it after the discussion, I didn't feel like it was very good.  But that's not the point.  I don't have the perspective to know if its good or bad, and I often end up changing my mind as I read.  But it needs to be finished.

And I'm going to do it.  Sans notebook.
BG

Spring! A Seasonal update

Once again time has flown with very little obvious changes on this blog.  I always have high hopes for blogging and they never end in anything.  Oh well, it's time for my regular 3 monthly update.

I love spring.  I'll say it again.  I love Spring.  I know for many (Hubby included) Spring is an evil time of allergies, but for those of us unaffected by pollen, it is the most beautiful season.  I love Spring particularly in this house.  I have a theory that the most beautiful rosebush in the world just happens to live outside our front window.  I don't have any proof of it yet (having not quite managed to see all the rose bushes in all the world), but out of all the ones I've seen, ours is the best.  It is a deep red rose, full, with the most intoxicating blossom.  It's just started to go crazy, and I love bringing roses to friends.  It makes me smile every time I go past it.  This picture below is from another rose bush, not quite as beautiful as ours.  Just imagine a richer fuller bud, and a smell that is not too sweet and yet somehow still intoxicatingly strong.

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And while Spring hasn't quite got to the steady, lovely temperatures I'm used to in Sydney, Melbourne's Spring is definitely moving from one warm day a week to a few more.

Life has been busy.  Ministry (both Church and Uni) has been a joy.  It was funny, I was at a wedding and catching up with an old friend.  This old friend is a psychologist, and we were discussing life and how often at our age and older- people start to be really dissatisfied with life.  They had all these dreams, these goals about life, and even when they achieve them, life never seems and glamorous and meaningful as they expected.  And this often leads to real disappointment with life.

In discussing this, I was thinking about my life.  I don't think my life is easy, and definitely this year, with church planting and moving and death of loved ones and the like, it has not been easy.  Often my life is difficult. But it is not empty or meaningless.  My life is rich and full of purpose.  And this is something I have been trying to appreciate more and more, realising this is a gift that not everyone shares.  It's not that every ones life doesn't have purpose, I believe under God we all do.  And its not that people who don't do ministry don't have meaningful jobs and lives- they definitely do!!!  But I get to see my life impacting others.  I get to see the Gospel go out.  My life's meaning is in my face.  And that is a gift.

Two weeks ago, my beloved Pa died.  It's a strange time.  Happy that he is with Jesus.  Sad that he is not with us and Nan.  Remembering and appreciating him.  Sad that what has happened to Tim (loosing all his Grandparents) will happen to me, and this is the start.  Thankful for Heaven.

So, I guess that is a brief update on my life.  I am hoping to blog more, and I have a plan!  The Geneva Push, a church planting network of which Tim and I are apart, are signing me on as a regular blogger.  The idea is that I will blog from the point of view of a church planters wife.  I'm really excited about this and hope it will be an encouragement to others who are either in my situation or planning to be.  It also might help me to blog more regularly.  For the purposes of that, I will be starting a new blog (I'll link it to here eventually), and my plan is to also post those posts on both our church website and on threeworlds.  That way I can still use this site for personal/silly/writing/non church planting related posts, but will also include a bit of church planting in the mix.

So, theoretically, you should be hearing more of me in the next few months :)

But I have said that before!
love B