Friday, July 7
Monday, June 26
The Maze...
Imagine being stuck in one of those hedge mazes... lost... not knowing which way was north let alone which way was out... One moment frantically running, thinking if you can just move fast enough you will get to the end... The next moment curled up in a ball, hiding in a corner, waiting for it all to end... The branches tear at your skin everytime you fall... the ground cold and hard, without comfort. You pass others in the maze, some too busy to stop and help for they are running too... Some you pass, unaware that they are trapped... blisfully wandering. Others promise they way out but upon close examination you realise that they haven't got the answers... They are as lost as you... In exhaustion, you crumble to the ground, spent. Nothing more to give. Then you hear it... the still small voice... the whisper... "Stand up..." you cannot move... you are too tired... "Trust me... Stand up..." As you struggle to drag your feet under you, you feel a strong hand grip your arm and lift you to your feet. Standing, the maze doesn't seem quite as tall anymore... infact you can see over the walls for miles...
"Come, follow me..."
"Come, follow me..."
Thursday, March 23
Life is a funny thing... Update
Davie's version: "I asked. She said 'yes'"
Tere's version:
So here I am, authenticating some passport photos after the morning service when Dave's sister walks into church and hands me a miniature red rose and an envelope, then promptly leaves :) Leaving the envelope unread I finish signing off the photos, then sit on the church steps contemplating what could possibly be in the envelope. (I had been warned) I discussed it with a few friends then decided to take a risk and open it. All it said was "Favourite tree 1pm"
Now, before you ask, I do have a favourite tree and I do know where it. It's a huge Morton bay fig in Cornwall park. Da used to take us there and bounce us on the huge ranches. I had my 16th birthday party under that tree (a few of you may remember it - 'purple' party... pass the life saver with a too thick between your teeth) and just the day before we had kidknapped my flatmate for her birthday and had a picnic under the same tree.
So, I mucked around for 40 minutes waiting for it to be close to 1pm... Not too early that I ruined any surprise but not too late that he thought I wasn't coming. I drove past the tree looking for a park and saw Dave pacing under the tree. It looked like a giant daisy chain was strung from the tree (Olivia once told him he couldn't make a daisy chain, so he did and gave it to me). I found a park and heade toward the tree where he was pacing... When he finally saw me he lay down on his side and tried to look all casual like he'd seen me coming :)
He had laid out a couple of picnic blankets (overlaid) and scattered rose petals around it. In the corners were pink hibiscus flower and what I thought was a daisy chain, were actually a dozen white roses hanging from the branches above.
I got there and couldn't stop talking I was so nervous...
Finally he said 'well, I'm not one to muck around', got up on two knees (we were sitting down) and said some awfully nice stuff about me that I can't remember (be together forever, that kind of thing) and then asked me if I would marry him.
Now, many people stop me at this point in the story and asked me if I kept him hanging for a minute or two while I thought about it, but alas, I was so nervous I only just managed to get out a 'yes'.
This is where it gets funny :)
Dave pulled out a ring (temporary one as we are getting my grandmother's ring reset) and put it on my finger but it only went halfway down. I laughed and he explained that he was having another one resized but the jeweller had taken two weeks and it still wasn't ready on the day so he took a guess and got another one.
Rather than just wear it on another finger I decided to look for a substitute... We tried weaving a leaf, a bit of grass but finally stumbled across a piece of nylon kids craft string that was yellow and glittery so Dave wove me a ring out of that. We then decided that although it was cute that we should get a more permanent temporary ring so went to St Luke's after having lunch together and got matching ones (sickly cute, I know).
Funnier still was that Dave had brought a bottle of wine as some Dutch courage, but also hadn't eaten all day so needless to say, I had to drive :P
So that's the story... Sorry it's so late. On the way are some photos too!
Kia kaha - Tere
Tere's version:
So here I am, authenticating some passport photos after the morning service when Dave's sister walks into church and hands me a miniature red rose and an envelope, then promptly leaves :) Leaving the envelope unread I finish signing off the photos, then sit on the church steps contemplating what could possibly be in the envelope. (I had been warned) I discussed it with a few friends then decided to take a risk and open it. All it said was "Favourite tree 1pm"
Now, before you ask, I do have a favourite tree and I do know where it. It's a huge Morton bay fig in Cornwall park. Da used to take us there and bounce us on the huge ranches. I had my 16th birthday party under that tree (a few of you may remember it - 'purple' party... pass the life saver with a too thick between your teeth) and just the day before we had kidknapped my flatmate for her birthday and had a picnic under the same tree.
So, I mucked around for 40 minutes waiting for it to be close to 1pm... Not too early that I ruined any surprise but not too late that he thought I wasn't coming. I drove past the tree looking for a park and saw Dave pacing under the tree. It looked like a giant daisy chain was strung from the tree (Olivia once told him he couldn't make a daisy chain, so he did and gave it to me). I found a park and heade toward the tree where he was pacing... When he finally saw me he lay down on his side and tried to look all casual like he'd seen me coming :)
He had laid out a couple of picnic blankets (overlaid) and scattered rose petals around it. In the corners were pink hibiscus flower and what I thought was a daisy chain, were actually a dozen white roses hanging from the branches above.
I got there and couldn't stop talking I was so nervous...
Finally he said 'well, I'm not one to muck around', got up on two knees (we were sitting down) and said some awfully nice stuff about me that I can't remember (be together forever, that kind of thing) and then asked me if I would marry him.
Now, many people stop me at this point in the story and asked me if I kept him hanging for a minute or two while I thought about it, but alas, I was so nervous I only just managed to get out a 'yes'.
This is where it gets funny :)
Dave pulled out a ring (temporary one as we are getting my grandmother's ring reset) and put it on my finger but it only went halfway down. I laughed and he explained that he was having another one resized but the jeweller had taken two weeks and it still wasn't ready on the day so he took a guess and got another one.
Rather than just wear it on another finger I decided to look for a substitute... We tried weaving a leaf, a bit of grass but finally stumbled across a piece of nylon kids craft string that was yellow and glittery so Dave wove me a ring out of that. We then decided that although it was cute that we should get a more permanent temporary ring so went to St Luke's after having lunch together and got matching ones (sickly cute, I know).
Funnier still was that Dave had brought a bottle of wine as some Dutch courage, but also hadn't eaten all day so needless to say, I had to drive :P
So that's the story... Sorry it's so late. On the way are some photos too!
Kia kaha - Tere
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