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Jazzing It!


Recently we had the infamous “Cork Jazz Festival” weekend. I didn’t get to any concerts but on Monday after bringing the kids to the Two Euro shop, we landed upon the tail end of a gig in Kinsale. A neighbour shouted out of her car: “are ye jazzing it”? [an expression I haven’t heard in years, which inspired me]. So when lovely Ana suggested we pop into Actons Hotel to see if any bands were playing,I nodded a big “yes”!
Kinsale hosts a fringe jazz festival every year so the band in the hotel was part of that. I was delighted for the kids to see live music especially as Rowan is so musical.
The band were ‘fine’ for a hotel on a bank holiday Monday and the crowd was happy.
I noticed how a waitress was carrying a tray maxed to the hilt with glasses. I thought how she would probably be exhausted after her shift from the extreme pushing and pulling of her day in comparison to the quiet and calm of a usual working day. This led me to think of the effort and struggle I experience every day as part of the way my life is now. Normal working humans can drink a glass of cold Murphys [yum!] so easily or snuggle up in bed with a loved one on a chilly winters night. But I struggle with the basic things constantly, like the girl with the overloaded tray. I’m not looking for pity, I’m rather trying to describe how hard it all is. People shouldn’t take life for granted and should give thanks for being able to get up every morning. I’ve said this before and will probably say it again and again “value your life “. I’m desperately trying to value mine. I will never understand why I’ve had to endure such challenges.