It’s me here, tentatively peering out from behind one of the children. My cheeks are rather red and I’ve that coy uncertain, half smile on my face, you know the one, the smile that Aran keeps telling me to throw in the trash. Apparently I should accept compliments proudly and with a broad, warm smile… well, I’m still working on that one.
I’m not really all that good at this stuff, despite being filled to the brim with your compassion, kindness and sweet, warm words, I never quite feel deserving - I’m only me after all.
But I do thank you all o waelod fy nghalon, for your deeply moving posts and such wonderfully kind words. Thank you for thinking of me and for taking the time to write. It means the world to me.
The SSiW journey has been a challenging one for us at times, especially when the finances to home to baby ratio was at its most frightening. But it only took one email, in the early days, to reassure us that we were on the right path. One heartfelt email of thanks for the gift of a language, an email which was a gift in itself. Those emails increased in numbers, each one reminding us in turn that this was indeed a privilege, reminding us that what we were watching grow, member by member, week by week was much more than a language course.
We were growing a community, a family, filled with passionate and interesting people, all working towards a common cause. Now we are here, living a life filled with all you guys, which is more than anyone could ever dream of. It is indeed an absolute pleasure.
SSiW is all you. It wouldn’t exist without you. We may have laid the foundations, but you are its walls and floors, its windows and doors and everything else which makes it look interesting, beautiful and quite frankly, awe inspiring.
So diolch yn fawr iawn for all the feels.
P.S. As for the singing… gosh, that’s a difficult one. I thought all traces of that recording (done a long time ago for something) had disappeared. I absolutely hate listening to myself chortle - I find it so cringeworthy! So many mistakes and out-of-tune bits, yuck! So having that recording ‘public’ is me way out of my comfort zone! I do really love singing, but I’m not at ease in front of an audience, not on my own anyway (too many scary Eisteddfod memories from way back when). Give me a few glasses of wine or half a bottle of Prosecco, though and I’ll gladly sing for anyone… you try and keep me away from that karaoke queue!
So thank you for the kindness in regards to the singing. I personally think it’s awful…