I don't know if it's Spring arriving, my Mum leaving town, or the baby starting to crawl but I feel like I have woken up from a dream and started living again.
Everywhere there are budding magnolia trees and daffodils.
We have many different plans and dreams for our future. We might travel in the US or Australia. We might stay put and grow a vegie garden. We will see what events unfold and let winds blow us where they may.
As I turned the pitchfork in the earth, Manaaki cleared the brickwork beside me and Marolyn stood by Rangimarie taking her first steps with a baby trolley on the soft, waterlogged grass. I felt very pleased with my life.