Sophie turned 15.
We had cupcakes, cute and yummy.
Then we 3 had a little Friday night party - with Masterchef NZ omnibus, as requested by Sophie and seconded (surprisingly?) by Alex.
Rack of lamb and more, most successful.
Then we had THE PARTY yesterday, with 12 invited guests, all girls, friendships originating from Intermediate school, Church, and School.
Friendly, mostly gregarious girls ... and the food was fine.
Back healing progress is slow though not absent.
Meanwhile law school has been hot (workload); the General Moot happens for me and partner Stewart as respondents in the Moot Court of Appeal on Monday night at 7. Can an intended beneficiary of a will sue a solicitor for negligence in the preparation and oversight of said will?
All to be revealed, come Monday ...
Meanwhile, bearings have been lost.
Who (am I really), what (is it for), where (are the small rewarding moments)?
But a new poem (only new to me, W H Auden) gave me back a feeling of kinship with other humans:
"As I walked out one evening,
...
The glacier knocks in the cupboard,
The desert sighs on the bed,
...
And Jill goes down on her back.
...
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
And the deep river ran on."
With thanks also
to Horatio G Spafford re
"When peace, like a river, attendeth my way.
... it is well with my soul."
and Richard Dormandy re "River Peace".
