When Black Becomes a Rainbow

Hi all I just wanted to share with you some photos I took in the past week whilst in Cornwall, England. 'Mah rabu ma'asecha Hashem' - 'How great are Your deeds, G-d'. It is amazing to be able to recognise the precision and beauty of these wonders; something I have not always been able to appreciate. I am so grateful to regain this pleasure which can often be taken for granted. Years ago I would have been crying with sadness, unable to see the beauty others seemed to see.  Now, each time I see a rainbow, each time I get a glimpse of a breathtaking sunset or hear the sound of the waves crashing agasint the shore, I feel happiness and contentment.  "Well you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you’re missin' home Only know you love her when you let her go" (Passenger, Let her Go) Without t

Hey! A rather serious post tonight, but lets start of with the less serious: Can we please appreciate the commitment of my laptop for turning on even though he has a few screws loose.  Literally on its' last legs and can't stand up unaided.  Sad times. Ah well.  As long as it publishes this blogpost I will be happy! Now for the real stuff.  The difficult stuff.  The stuff that you don't want to hear and I don't want to talk about (but I will anyway!). Something that has taken over social media like a whirlwind. I don't know who Robin Williams was. My general knowledge is appalling and I rarely watch TV.  For me it wasn't the life of Robin Williams that affected me, but the tragic death. For those who do not know, Robin Wiliams was a comedian and actor who sadly ended his life yesterday. Apparently there have been people on social media questioning why we should mourn someone who has ended their own life.  Why would we grieve for an individual