Old post 14

My son has just turned 12 years of age. He started secondary school in September the same month as we moved house and he lost his beloved Grandad. That’s a lot of disruption, sadness and change all at once. For the first time ever, my son is getting into trouble at school. We spotted a … [Read more…]

Old post 13

What bargains have I found this week? This lovely rich orange scarf brightens my drab look up on the school run. £2 from the charity shop. This turquoise and haematite necklace cost just £1. You can tell by the clasp it is worth more than that. This is one of those things Dad leaves me … [Read more…]

Old post 12

This post will probably be of interest to very few people. It is not about me banging on about what I think of various issues. Nor is it a humorous piece on the challenges of family life. I am blogging about this for posterity or whatever. I am going through a fairly unhappy time with … [Read more…]

Old post 11

It seems pretty certain now that Dad is not going to get better. He is so weakened that any infection will signal the end according to the medics as he will not have the strength to fight it. I veer between being strong and crying. Amazingly strong most of the time as if someone up … [Read more…]

Old post 9

Obviously, our main focus is Dad being so ill. Only a month ago, Dad seemed absolutely fine so it has all come as a huge shock. It still seems a bit unreal but day by day, we are starting to face up to things. As regular readers will know, I love the blog hop organised … [Read more…]

Old post 7

Today, I am going to visit my Dad in hospital. This time it will be different because I am going to woman up and talk to him about the fact that he is dying. We don’t know what time-frame we are dealing with but I sense it will not be long. So there are conversations … [Read more…]

Fireworks poem by my daughter

Fireworks, fireworks! Shooting glittering pink Fireworks, fireworks! Catherine wheels whizzing round. Fireworks, fireworks Lots of colours Fireworks Fireworks Popping. Whee! Whoosh! Fireworks, fireworks! Rainings silver stars. Fireworks, fireworks! Banging as they get in the sky

Old post 8

They do say that we are to remember, remember the 5th November. In my house, that has always meant not only preparations for Bonfire Night but an acknowledgement that this was the date in 1969 when my adoptive parents met me for the first time. These days there is a long process of introduction to … [Read more…]

12th birthday boy

Today it is your 12th birthday. Happy Birthday darling boy. 12 things then for today. 1. It was so important to me that you were a boy because your Dad had already got daughters from previous relationships. He was so proud to have a son. 2. You were born at 2 minutes past eleven in … [Read more…]

Old post 6

I know you are sick of hearing it. I am too. I had some lovely comments about my Adoption Special Day post yesterday. I kept bright and breezy all day. Having known it was coming, I guess I mentally prepared for it and then blogged it out. Last night, I felt so alone. My husband … [Read more…]