I found myself saying things I hated the other day. And hate has always been a word that I’ve always, um, hated. Been feeling a bit scattered but this evening as I sit here watching the sky change colours I’m thinking about things and places and people I love or have done in the past. How the things you think you feel can change in a heartbeat. How sorrow can become joy and vice versa and how important it is to allow yourself to fully feel the whole range of emotions and somehow not allow yourself to become so caught up in the moment that you are incapable of functioning in the next. At least, that’s what my aloof Aquarian self says I should aspire to. I’m also coming to the conclusion that there is no such thing as love lost. You can’t lose moments you never had, can you? So cherish the ones that you have. In other words, as my late grandmother would have put it, don’t count egg in fowl bottom. Chances are that the chicken might decide not to lay or the egg you were waiting for gets taken by a rat, kyah kyah!! So this evening, I’m making a love list, because I have so very much to be thankful for.