GOOD THINGS

I am no longer a volcanic refugee.
Nobody died.
My kids are all here together again.
The sun is shining.

BAD THINGS

I am no longer a volcanic refugee.
My father is in hospital still. With many wires. They are feeding him via a wire through his jugular into his heart.

My friend is in hospital still. She is being moved into a hospice. She doesn’t want to see her friends at the moment. Only her husband and immediate family. She says she has too much to deal with and hopes I understand. Of course I understand. I just want to make her better again. I took the class today that she normally come to. We always have coffee together afterwards. Her space. I was more aware of her absence than I was of any other person in the room. It was a very hard class to teach.

My boiler has a leak that is pouring through the floor of the upstairs bathroom down through a light socket into the loo below. I have no hot water.

My youngest son wants to join a cricket club.

My teenage son sent me a text saying “just f*cked up chem mock. Should I give blood tmw and can i have a few peeeeps round on sat night. Not v many?”

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12 Comments
  • Chic Mama
    April 27, 2010

    I’m sorry about your father and your friend. X

  • jo
    April 28, 2010

    The good things are good.
    And the bad things are bad.
    I’m so sorry.
    x

  • Mud
    April 28, 2010

    Dear heart – so sorry about all those challenges arriving on top of you at once. Life ins’t fair and seeing people you love suffering is the cruellest of all. Thinking of you.
    xx

    • Family Affairs
      April 28, 2010

      Thanks Mud and hoping you’ll get to have your lunch rearranged soon! Lx

  • Kelloggsville
    April 28, 2010

    Gentle *sigh* for the good things
    Deep *sigh* for the bad

    xx

  • TheMadHouse
    April 28, 2010

    I am ever so sorry about your dad, it is heartbreaking, as it is about your friend, my heart goes out to you.

    Oh and what is rong with cricket?

    • Family Affairs
      April 28, 2010

      I have a very bad relationship with cricket. My ex husband loved the game and so I recall far too much of my previous life either being a cricket widow or having to watch. Just not my thing. In fact I think it’s one of the most boring games to watch ever invented. Lx

  • Hayley
    April 28, 2010

    It must be so hard with so many negatives going on, sending you lots of strength and positive thoughts. Stay strong x

  • Chris
    April 28, 2010

    So sorry to hear about your dad and your friend since your Duchess of Cornwall meeting I have been following her blog and have been checking in for the last few weeks, good thoughts being sent out to her and your dad.

    • Family Affairs
      April 29, 2010

      Yes, thanks Chris. I’m afraid she’s not updating her blog at the moment. Lx

  • English Mum
    May 2, 2010

    Cricket is fucking boring. I spend my life sitting in the car waiting for cricket matches to finish. Try to encourage him to play football – the games last much less time x