Morning my friends, very morning!
I have just had a cup of tea in the garden, the birds are waking up, and it is so early that I can hear the waves breaking on the beach.
Well, today is the day we take Dc2 to uni. Last night we went out for dinner, and had a lovely time, no wine, or tears for me. This morning is a different story (the tears, not the wine!). I have been awake since 4, thinking, which is always a bad thing for me, and in the end, had to get up, to stop winding myself into a ball of I don't know what.
My heart breaks for the loss that MsGee and Mouse have suffered, and others, and I know that I am so lucky to be able to do this thing today, and that I am so privileged to have my children. But, crikey, I'm finding it hard.
I try to think of the story of the Navajo Indians, that my friend told me, I think I wrote it on here one time. Children are like arrows, you make an arrow, you look after it, nourish it as best you can, so that it can bend in the weather it encounters, and then, when it's ready, you start adding it's feathers, so that one day it can fly.
Sorry for the outpouring, just needed to talk. I know I will get over it, probably got up too early.
Mousie Are you ok? I missed you yesterday.
IWW welcome to the bus.
Ma Did the conference go well?
Oops, Dh has just come down, perhaps we can both have tea in the garden!
Much love to all, I'm taking my laptop to the hotel, so speak later.
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