'Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?'
'Supposing it didn't" said Pooh, after careful thought. Wednesday: This has to be one of the hardest weeks of my life. Way harder than last week's IOC fiasco. My brain has split in two:
I've cried too much this week. In fact we all have. Joe said goodbye to the dogs last night. It was like watching the saddest Lassie film ever. It was symbolic. He wasn't really saying goodbye to the dogs - he will see them again of course. But it was a goodbye to his home. That's the hardest part. If I could have one wish it would be that Joe could come with us. That Wales was his thing. That his friends would be close. Either that or win the lottery. Then I could buy him a car and an apartment. He will always have a home with us. Our home is his. Same goes for Jess of course - but she's a happy little soul and settled. Oh and the washing machine packed up. On Monday. New one arrived today. I'm way past giving a shit now. And the IOC have still not paid my invoices. They have three now. On a happier note...
Today's photo: one from the archives of the Lacie hard drive. Many moons ago when the kids were too cute and before Stu turned hairy and when his right ear was bigger than his left.
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Mummy
3/21/2018 01:31:59 pm
Memories are with you wherever you are Debs. I have so many brought with me, Sweet Memories, wonderful memories that outweigh anything else. Take only the good with you and leave everything else behind.
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