The Village.

Two weeks, Five years and a matter of hours ago, I said I do to the love of my life with family and friends around.. Had our Reception at a Chinese Restaurant, speeches were made.. My Dad, proffered one thought..

That no marriage is an island, it takes a village to build, support a marriage, and ensure it lasts the distance.

Five years ago today.. We stood in shock in a room in the hospital, somehow trying to comprehend the sudden loss of that same man who had to that point defined my existence.

In a world where more marriages end in divorce than last.. In a world where so much our day to day lives is about looking after #1... 

Perhaps he had a point?

I don't know if it happened like boiling a frog in the kettle.. Or just overnight.. But somewhere there community action became a "thing"..   Not an everyday thing... But a "thing".. The stuff that evening current affairs produce fluff pieces on..

We've become sensational at celebrating, supporting and throwing money at the big things.. But the few that still engage in the day to day go unnoticed, and slowly dwindle away..

They don't want to be noticed, that's not why they do it..

But they can't do it alone.

Let's get back the village.