Hope Island



After months of procrastinating starting this blog I have been overwhelmed with happiness at the response. And also a little bit scared. Yesterday I took Posy for a walk on the beach in an attempt to stop checking my Twitter feed every 5 seconds. I was feeling a little sad so the plan was either the beach would cheer me up or I would get buy an ice lolly and that would cheer me up instead right? (wrong!) We got to the beach and the ice cream van was gone so we walked over to the sea and saw an island of sand had appeared just off the shore. It had been separated from the rest of the beach by the tide and as soon as I go to sea I waded out to conquer it's untouched soils. To my utter surprise Posy ran across the sea to join me on the island which was incredible because she hates water and it reached almost up to the top of her legs.

We ran around the island and then we lay down and looked at the sky and wished that Catsby was with us and we watched the birds and the clouds and the sea as it made our island smaller and smaller. We stayed on the island for ages just lying and thinking and watched the sun setting. When we left our island we both felt happy and calm and like we knew what we were doing and why we were doing it. Even though we know our island is probably underwater again now we know that we will go back to it one day. We decided to call it Hope Island because we used to think hope was the enemy because it only led to disappointment but we are starting to realise that hope is real and we feel it every day. Even on the bad days. We are the only people who have ever lived on our island and we are very happy we got to spend such a lovely afternoon on it.

That was our day. Hope yours was lovely.