Yesterday I dedicated a tree to be planted in the North-West to my Dad. He died last year at the tender age of 58, and it was a great shock. I miss him everyday and he comes to me in my dreams and with number patterns. I know that last bit seems a bit Beccas-gone-crazy but ever since he died, I have seen number patterns in time, numbers outside, bank balance, and on a death certificate of an ancestor. I know it sounds like coincidences and it probably is. But some people have feathers fall in front of them, and I see numbers. When I see 444 I know it's definitely him. That's an angel number don't you know. I need to believe, I do believe, I want to believe. Otherwise I see no point to anything and that is not how I want to feel. It's a personal choice and it makes me feel better.
I'm going back to Manchester tomorrow, to work/see my mum/celebrate my besties birthday. I miss being at home when I'm away but because I am constantly traveling and being in two different places I always feel almost like i'm on a permanent holiday, I find home hard work but enjoyable for the reasons of housework/cooking/being with MrP/having to sightsee/have fun with our London visitors. Oh the horror. In Manchester it's quite relaxing, I enjoy my job, see friends, watch TV and don't put any major pressure on myself to do things which gives me a break from me. People think I'm mad for 'commuting' up and down the country but it's my dream, love having to get on coaches and having new stories to tell about either end of the country that don't mean I have to get drunk and do something stupid like the old days, apart from every so often when we stay in and have a little wine party whilst I cook. It's not quite the stories of old, but in our older age booking a Shakespeare play for a midnight special is pretty out there. MIDNIGHT! I mean who watches Shakespeare plays at The Globe in London at Midnight in summer?? Yeah, I know. It's gonna be awesome. I say, Pimms old chap?
With all the things that go wrong, make two rights. With all the badness in the world, see what you have is amazing and worth the fight to wake up every morning and be optimistic. Feel love, and smile for no reason. Allow yourself to be childlike and to see the world like a fairytale. Help when you can, listen and support. Pay it forward.