Monday Morning

Wow went a whole weekend without posting! Thats very unlike me!

On Friday evening me and Kirsty were trying to help this homeless man on our way to the station. He's been there a while and looked really young so everyone in the office was really worried about him. (It turned out he was 18 and sadly there was nothing we could do other than let him know where he could go. We bought him a cup of tea and a sandwich though. Such a small thing to do and I wish I could do more)

Anyway my point of this particular random rant is this: In London homeless people dont get a second glance. They are "part of the scenery" almost to the point of invisibility. It breaks my heart but thats how it is. Until someone stops to help or talk to said homeless person. THEN the whole scene becomes a gawping site. Kirsty was chatting to him and we didnt want to overwhelm him so I stood off to the side and out of the flow of pedestrain traffic and I SWEAR I was ready to hit someone or scream at them or something. One or two people literally didnt see us or were pretending very hard not too, a few people looked sympathetic, a few more curious but on the whole the expression I saw more than anything was...disgust? Like the thoughts going through their heads were "why on earth is that young girl helping someone whos homeless" It made my blood BOIL! Maybe I was over reacting but I was really ready to scream at the next person who shot them dirty looks. Is this what humanity has sunk too?

Anyway...thats my slightly depressing rant. Sorry.

Yesterday I went round to Karens to see her and the twins. They've got SOO big! And they really do remember me now. Before it would always take them 10minutes or so of uncertainty before they remembered they know me but this time, straight in with the giggles and "Hello"'s and then cuddles and reading books! I had them both on my knees singing "If your happy and you know it"!

They are absolute angels and I really do love them to pieces. I'm trying to teach them to say "Aunty Sarah" before I go to America!

My friends are all convinced that I'm going to be "stolen away" to America. It's an interesting thought. I've never considered moving abroad before but now....

I know that if I did it would be an amazing adventure! I bet I would love it out there and there's a reason that makes me want to leave right this second.

I know that if/when I did go the hardest thing would be leaving my friends and family though....good job modern technology means you can phone the other side of the world in an instant and fly to and from America in 12 hours huh?!