Avoidence
This is an amazing word which suits me down to the ground.
I spend so long looking after everyone, I am too tired to think of me. Don't get me wrong, I shower each day, wash, blowdry and straighten my hair every second day, make sure my children are clean pressed and smiling for the day ahead...but all the time I spend doing that I am avoiding the grief.
This morning a teacher at my daughters school,…
It gets to this point every night - ten pm...and I start thinking about bed...feeling the fear that another nightmare will come, the anticipation that I will spend a few seconds during my dream thinking that this isn't reality and then I go upstairs and am met with a game of musical beds.
SInce my darling hubby died, there has been more swapping of beds then I have experienced in my life.
Right now I am wondering…
Two landmarks
Both massive
Both dealt with in 48hours.
My littlest turned two last week, 4 days after her fathers funeral...It took me three hours to write the card and it involved numerous text messages late at night to get some guidence. Ultimately it was from Mummy and Daddy. During my card dilema my teen put together the toys and teen and middle child wrapped all her pressies.
During the day, we had some tears…
