I’m still here. I promise.

I haven’t even opened my blog since the end of March and even then I only posted two catch up posts about Aaron and Faith.

I guess I sort of lost my writing mojo. I was happier just to read other peoples words than create my own. But the last few days I’ve found myself opening up a fresh post, getting ready to write and then closing the post.

Today, I figured that in order to get back on the horse I should just write a few words, something to get me going again.

So, hi. Here I am. Writing some words. 

Hopefully there will be some more tomorrow.


*Not a post about Adele

Every morning I walk 10 minutes to the bus stop. On my walk I come across the same people nearly every day. 

The security guard from the local supermarket on his way to work.

The two grumpy old Russian men waiting for their bus at another stop.

The various people from our neighborhood walking their dogs.

The street cleaner sweeping up all the autumn leaves on the sidewalk.

And every morning I say hello. To all of them.

Across the street from my house - Image by Paul
Across the street from my house – Image by Paul

Sometimes its just a smile across the road. Sometimes its a hello and a head nod. Sometimes its a hello and a 2 minute chat. And sometimes its a hello that gets totally ignored.

The security guard asks how I am and always makes a joke, he loves speaking English and gets annoyed when I try speak Hebrew with him.

The grumpy old men never answer, just look at me like I’m crazy. I still greet them every single day. One day I will get a smile or even a hello back.

The dog walkers sometimes stop, say hello and let me get some doggy kisses and cuddles.

The street cleaner, without fail, greets me back and wishes me a good day.

I love my morning ritual.