Now then….

Oliver currently has two favourite words: ‘Grandma’ and ‘Stop’. I am flattered by the first and a bit daunted by the second. Anyone of us can be in full flow – chatting, telling a story, singing – and he’ll decide he wants to draw your attention to something and the words pop out, “Stop! Stop!” And, of course, we do.

At the moment, I feel like I’d like to make my favourite word ‘stop’, too. Years ago, we’d laugh at each other and cry, ‘Stop the world, I want to get off!’. But we didn’t mean it then. At least, I don’t think I did. But I do now.

Life is spinning at such a rate of knots that I can’t keep up. Hibernate? Yes, please!!

I mean, there are plenty of lovely things in the offing; the sun has been shining; I have plenty of friends and family to keep me company; a warm house and warm clothes; good food; and lots of activities to keep me occupied but….. but….. there are some days when you just want to wallow in your own company and feel sorry for yourself.

Today was such a day. Could hardly get out of my PJs!! Couldn’t really see the point of getting dressed.

I gave myself a bit of a talking to: ‘Now then,’ I thought, ‘this won’t do. One step at a time; one minute; one hour; and you’ll manage.’

So I took Snoopy’s advice and dusted myself off a bit this afternoon – enough to go for a walk to the shops and to drop a donation into Deeley’s, the funeral directors – and I managed.

I was delighted to have made the visit to Deeley’s because they were pleased to report that the donations to the charities John chose, now total £3,707.50. Wow! That’s something to be happy about isn’t it? It should make a difference to those charities, shouldn’t it?

Perked up, I toddled up the road this evening to my ‘Exploring Faith’ group, which did me good, I think. I actually felt up to talking about some of the points raised, so that was a bonus. So the day has ended better than it started. Fingers crossed it continues into tomorrow.

Take care everyone. God bless.

Oh, and if you have any healing vibes please send them our way – we are all still struggling with our loss – and half the family have gone down with some dreaded lurgy or other and need prayers or thoughts to help them on the path to recovery. Ta!