It's a funny old world, that much I do know. Life is ticking along nicely in so many ways, and then all of a sudden, totally out of the blue, something pops up and reminds me of just how I felt when Nigel died.
I heard on a forum I use of a little girl in a friend's child's class. Her daddy died at the weekend, totally out of the blue. The little girl was in reception, so my heart learched, and I remembered how it was for Sophie, starting 'Big' school just a matter of weeks after her daddy died. This girl had already started, but still, hearing of what had happened made me think back to that time. It makes the memories seem raw all over again, albeit for a short time, but still raw and upsetting.
Then I have a big decision to make about the future. So many things to think about, a decision I'd rather be making with Nigel, and I can't. I know that the decision I make will come good, I just can't decide which option to go for!Anyway, here's a photograph of the girls on the first day of this school year. So grown up, I can't quite work out how time seems to be going so quickly! Sophie is in year 4 this year, and Alex has moved into year 2. I'm in new year groups too, working one day a week in nursery, and one day in year 1. All great so far! Long may it continue!
I haven't forgotten about crafting, honest! I just haven't taken any photographs of my projects lately, I will soon I promise!