I keep on thinking, this will be the last time we go to the beach, go to the cinema, pick fruit together - of course it doesn't have to be, but it may well be. I am driving him mad at the moment by taking photos of him, because these are the last weeks in which I can still think of him as my boy, not a young man. I have been mourning him in advance all year.
I love it when my daughter and her babies come to stay, but I would love to have her to myself for a few days. I now understand why my own mother gets a bit ratty when we all descend, I know realise that she would like a heart to heart and never really gets one and even the phone is not quite enough.
It's very hard to stay cheery, and he has already said that he doesn't want us to drive up on my birthday for a meal, as it is too soon after the start of his new term. I was sort of counting on it to keep me going until christmas. Oh well.
RAF the Borneo one would have had me on happy pills! I have a friend whose son was shot in the back in Guatemala, by thieves. He is now paralysed from the waist down.
William and Catherine’s Anniversary Photo
Anyone else suffering from the tree pollen?
Recalled for a further appointment after a routine mammogram


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, a nice
and a big hug dogs4me Don't be sad on you own.