Another week gone by and so much seems to be going on. Why can there not be week of calm?
Yesterday was the funeral of a friend of mine who killed himself before Christmas. I know it sounds daft, but it made me think about my Grandad.
My gran has decided to go and live with her eldest son down in Cornwall, which is definately a good thing for her, but it makes me sad, like I'm losing her in a way as I won't see her much. I'd never tell her that of course, I just want her to be happy. It was her birthday this week, the first one without Grandad.
Hospital for me next week, wonder what will happen, what the next step is going to be.
I've now told my mum, my closest friend and work. My mum is in denial and doesn't believe it, my closest friend is great about it, but doesn't really know what to say and work are ... well, still as demanding as ever!
Well another night passed and no sleep again. I might as well get up and go to work early!
I will, however continue to be bubbly, just have to put things in boxes and deal with them.
Anyway, enough rambling.
