Good morning from a wet and miserable Glasgow, which matches my mood.
My beloved BIL died early yesterday morning during his dialysis treatment, we are absolutely heartbroken.
For over forty years, he has fought so hard against his chronic illnesses, without a complaint. My children and granddaughter adored him. He is at peace now.
I didn't even get to say my goodbyes, as when I took the early morning call to take my sister in law to the hospital , I was having an angina attack and had to tell my husband not to wait for me. I have followed that blue light ambulance so many times in the past , yet wasn't there at the end.?
Now I'm not superstitious or into spirits etc, but a strange thing happened early yesterday morning.
My three year old granddaughter went into her parents room to tell them that a twinkle star had come down from the sky and got into bed and cuddled her. Normally, I would have said she was dreaming, but this was about the time my BIL died and my son didn't know at that time that his favourite uncle had died. My BIL absolutely adored her and totally spoiled her. My sister in law took such comfort from this, despite being a very down to earth and "no nonsense" person.
Sorry for putting a damper on the thread, but life goes on and I love hearing about all you lucky grans who are basking in the sunshine.
Bellasnana, as a frequent visitor to Malta, I can empathise with you. I remember stepping out of the door and being hit by an unbearable wall of heat. unable to go anywhere.
Have a good day all, whatever your plans.