It’s only the beginning…

Today I was very selfish, today it was all about me and mine, and you cannot wipe the smile from my face.

Much lounging, hours and hours of reading - but still not enough, after a good long lie in in bed and many talks that resulted in loads of laughter.   A last minute trip to the supermarket to prepare a picnic for (read on the way to) Sunset Sounds courtesy of the City of Stonnington.  The music washed over us as Sal Kimber played, soon to be followed by Deborah Conway & Willy Zygier, I have been a fan of Deborah Conway since her days in Do-Re-Mi back in the day and her later work, so was really looking forward to this.  

The evening was filled with much laughter as we ate, talked and communed.  What began as a somewhat forced family outing quickly turned into one of our best experiences in a while.  Everyone had such a good time that we have locked in the next two Sundays.  We are all keen to go again.  My family is not perfect - don’t tell them I said that - but I do feel privileged to have a family that does make time to spend with each other. 

It was, the beginning of our family in a more fully formed adult sense.  This was the beginning of our next incarnation, with the kids being and becoming adults.  Our dynamic is changing and this feels like it has set the tone of who we are as a group when we are not living the parent/child paradigm.  Not that they will ever stop being my children or that I will ever stop being their parent (and lets face it, an involved, somewhat opinionated Italian parent), but, naturally, the relationship changes, and I’m pleased that this is the precedent we have set.  It is a good start and as Ms Conway said all those years ago… 

It’s only the beginning…