After a very hard week at work, when sometimes I thought that my old body was going to let me down, and fail in it's requirement to do what I asked of it.
I realised that there are four very important things which keep me going:
1) My Children
2) My Peerie Trowie (The wife)
3) Norway. The best country on this Earth.
4) My job.
All 4 are special to me, and I guess I sorted them in the way I think about them in terms of importance. But this made me wonder:
"How often do we silly humans sort things into an 'order of importance', when in fact all these things are equally important, since they are the things which define our life."
Onywye, yun's me tocht fir da day.
Home for Easter
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