Lost families cast overboard at the thought of being let down? Communication cut from years of anger and hatred! All blown away in a second of realisation that this life is too short to hold a grudge (too long). But the winds of change blew through my life this weekend, a hurricane of humility and a whirlwind of why? Not to worry, let try to star again with what’s left of my family shall we?
This is a photograph that has taken too many years to form. Four remaining Adamsons (from my immediate family of course, there’s bound to be a few more around the world) but if it wasn’t for a surprise 50th birthday party for one I us this weekend, it might never have had the chance. As I watched the drama of my life unfold, it caused immense conflict within me. Stay, go, fight, forgive! That’s when it hit me! It’s my family! The only vestige of my parents I have left! You know what? It felt good!
Of course it didn’t help I was still hat racked from Friday with my class mates! I forgot how to drink normally in Newcastle! I drank and drank and drank some more! I made silly suggestions and I made some good friends 🙂 so all I can say is that this last week (ish) has seen a tectonic shift in my life! Even down to making an office and doing homework when I was required! (Lets see if it’s right though)