Despite my expectations to the contrary, the world is still turning seven weeks after my Dad has died. How? I don’t know. But it is. So that’s a good thing. I’m grateful for all the messages and emails – from people I know and people who I don’t know but who read this blog. It’s good to know that my ramblings are being read. That what I write is of use / entertainment to other people….
Where are we at now? Well…
My Mum has now provisionally got somewhere to live, down here in Cambridge, and that’s going to be a great, practical, positive focus for us all over the next few weeks.
The boys have both been star of the day last week – in fact W was star of the day twice and has set off for school today on a mission to see if he can replicate it again this week. He does inspire me. He’s cracking on, despite several nights in the last week alone, of struggling to sleep and sobbing for his Grumpy at bedtimes. I don’t know how his brain works, but I want to support him as he uses it.
The bigger one – E, has been accepted at our local senior school. The Deputy Head came in the other day and they all had to write down who they want to be in a class with. This brought angst and hand wringing but we’ve gotten through it. He wrote his list of who he wants to be with and we are delighted that boys and girls are on there. We’re so pleased to be over the “eewwwwww, girls” phase. Interestingly, he also had to write on a list who he really didn’t want to be with – and his other friend told me that she actually had quite a list of people she didn’t want to be with but sadly you had to have a bone fide reason for anyone on there. Them being annoying wasn’t enough so she felt hampered in her list making in that regard!
Even thought it’s March, we’re looking at Christmas and planning everything for Hope House Press. Everything has to be done and in shortly, which is strange but it’s actually easier than planning ahead by 18 months like the bigger retailers do. I don’t know how they manage do that. Some mornings, if we’ve all got clean undies on I’m happy!
I can’t think of much else at this point. I’m here. We’re here. We’re doing our best. And I think that’s enough for now.