First of all I have to admit to a very Senior Moment! About a week ago, reading someone on my blog list, I saw that he (I am pretty sure it was a he, but I might be wrong) was hosting a meme today asking us to write about a transforming moment in our lives. What a good idea, I thought and promptly left him a comment to say I would join in. Since when I have heard nothing from him and now - although I have searched my blog list - I can't remember who it was. All I know is that on my desk diary I have an asterisk today, and a note to saying "Transforming Moment today". Well dear friends, I have had a few, so I shall post about perhaps the most important - and hopefully whoever invited me to do it, will see it.
What chance moments or encounters steer us through our lives. Had we been on the other side of the street we might never have met a person who has become important to us. Had we not taken a particular job we might never have ended up in the city or countryside that shaped our later life......and so on. Some put it down to the fickle finger of fate. I put it down to chance really.
When my first husband and I retired from teaching in 1984 (in my case it was very early retirement, I am not THAT old!) we decided to stay in the city where we lived at the time. Then after three years we began to realise that it was the countryside we longed for and so we began to search for somewhere to live. And this is where chance stepped in. We wanted a little unspoilt village, we wanted to be fairly near to our son and our grandchildren, and we wanted plenty of nice countryside for walking in.
So what made us choose this village - we had never been here, nor did we know anyone here. The only criterion it fitted was that it was in The Yorkshire Dales and we had been walking in The Dales with friends a few times.
Sadly, four years later my husband died. And I should add here that "the village" really were marvellous - they gave me tremendous support during the time I nursed him at home - they made his passage as easy as was possible and I shall always be grateful for that.
I already knew the farmer from walking across his fields with our dogs and after two years I married him. That day will be sixteen years ago the day after tomorrow (21st August 1993).
So really, choosing a transforming moment - or as I prefer to call it - a pivotal moment - was easy. It was that day in September 1987 when, after looking at countless houses, cottages, bungalows in The Dales, we signed on the dotted line and settled here. Had we moved to any other village I would never have met the farmer and my life would have been very different.
As it is, I came out of retirement and became a farmer's wife - feeding the calves, doing the books, helping out in any way that I could, baking countless cakes and cooking huge meals for hungry workers. All that has subsided now with the retirement of the farmer but that tremendous U turn that took place in my life makes me feel very lucky. To have one very happy marriage is good - to have two is wonderful and I am eternally grateful for that tiny moment when I put my signature to that title deed.
Have a good day folks - I shall now begin the preparations to feed the Pennine Way walkers tonight as they land on our patch.
STOP THE PRESS! I have just been over to read Dave at Pics and Poems and he is taking part in the meme too - so I have been reminded that it is Steven at the golden fish who is hosting it - so do pop over and read them both.