It had not been that easy week. No, nothing much had happened. My burden was the astounded piles of work that had crawled on top of me. I had been trying to do everything. Being a mother is a challenging job and also knowing how tired it can be. Appointments with customers didn’t seize to stop. I found myself in between everything that was piling up. One “Me” and what was I going to do next, as my brain started to twist in odd places.
To escape, I stepped out of the front door. It was a cool early evening in August and I had just arrived in London from France. I thought a walk down the river would do a good end of the day for me. We all know that rivers makes a great place for a walk but sometimes we need a bit of encouragement to get away from the workload and explore the green sceneries of summer. It had been a sunny day outside and the scenes were also beautiful. I enjoyed the walk, every trees and plants were in full blooming passions, the river was quiet and the returning birds were twitting and the sky was blue. I was bewildered with the panoramic scenes that I even forgot I wanted to have a coffee at the river café. I randomly started to take pictures of everything that was beautiful around me. From blooming gardens with roses spelling their scents of beauty, old stone houses, to sceneries of boats docked in the corner of The River Thames. That evening was cool, refreshed, quiet, and calm. The River Thames is a picturesque river that flows over many miles into London, and across some of the most charming and scenic English towns and eventually into the North Sea. It is the longest river in “England,” but the second longest in the “United Kingdom” after the “River Severn.” The River Thames has become a good friend to me since this is where I go jogging from the beginning of the summer this year. This river takes me many years down memory lane, those years I took my daughter to feed the pigeons and the ducks when she was a little girl. And I did that for almost 12 years of my life until she became a teenager. Well my walk went well, the weather was light and beautiful, as August was a very hot sunny month and at the same time I wondered the beauty on that side of the River Thames. It seemed to me that I have taken some deep breaths from the bundle of works that were disturbing my mind at home. Taking that trail, I made some peace within my inner self. As I write this blog today, it marks a conversation I once had with a friend because she always read my blog. She asked me “what are you going to do one day with all these writings that you are doing actually?” It wasn’t a tough question to respond since I already had in mind that one day I will print my blog into a book as I would love my second generation or even my following peers that will come after to read what the first woman who created this family had done and what kind of passion she enjoyed in her life, which am sure I may not be around that time, but I hope they will cherish and enjoy what I have left of my ambition that I adored so much. I sat on one of the benches alongside the river, watching the quiet and calm moment around me, it was pure serenity. I managed to get rid of the stress of work that I knew I had to finish.
As I came to the end of my walk I left behind me the lush green beauty of the riverside and the creatures that lives there.
On many days when I choose to rest at home, I surmise the river awaiting my return. (Please note that writings and pictures belongs to My Country Epoque and they are my properties)