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Rhythm

Rhythm, I suppose everyone knows what that means so I won’t explain it as I'm not a dictionary. Well as everyone who reads and follows what I write will know where I am now, I arrived home after about 15 hrs traveling and was completely knackered, what with car, airplane, walking, buses and the different weather I ended up totally out of it but I arrived that was the most important thing and after talking with my brother and his girlfriend I eventually went to bed. Yesterday I woke up later than usual so there was nothing on my blog which is part of my rhythm so now I'm getting back to what I normally do when I am at my other home, I appolagise to everyone but as perhaps you all know that when you go from one country to another your mind has to readjust, so today I'm trying to write something on my blog so that you can understand why I didn't publish anything yesterday. Well what my family said to me wasn't exactly true compared to what I saw yesterday when I saw my mother in hospital, she is unwell and in hospital but after seeing her she looks to me as if she isn't at deaths door, she smiled at me after recognizing who I was and said a few words and she was sort of ok so now I'm a bit happier and I will stay here until the way I'm thinking she will be back home and then get back into her usual rhythm. Everyday I will write at different times because I'm in a different country and out of my normal rhythm but I will try to write because it means a lot to me to do what I always do and I don't want to lose any of my followers. Today we’re going to visit my mam as is everyone's rhythm here and again I will ascess the situation and then I will decide when I can go home, I'm sure that everyone has a rhythm and when it changes for what ever the reason it is hard to get back to your daily rhythm and then when you do, it's time to go back home and your rhythm changes again so now I'll publish today's and tomorrow's will be better as I reajust to where I am and what I do. Thanks for reading today's blog and I hope that you will continue to follow and share. Tomorrow will be better and about some other topic apart from my family. Thank you. 

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