It will be alright in the end, and if it isn’t alright now, that’s because it’s not the end!
I do like a cliche- I recall reading once a cliche wouldn’t be a cliche if it weren’t so darned accurate!
Did everyone manage to enjoy a bit of the Easter break? I did my best, with the decorations, the food and the chocolate, thinking about the meaning of Easter, and loving seeing new life.
I missed my family so much- it was always a time when I would bring my sons North to stay with their Grandad, and when we moved here, they in turn would visit me. Last year it was Mr J and family, 2018 Mr and Mrs T and these tykes.
Gosh how little they look.
Mr J though did an amazing thing, he managed to get the whole extended family onto Zoom ( I was under the impression that this was something Buzz Lightyear did to infinity and beyond, but apparently not). He convinced Mr E to let it come onto my tablet (since deleted on grounds that Mr E doesn’t trust it), and we had a family quiz on Good Friday evening.
There we all are. Mr E was sorting out a wire or something Mrs M ( top left) is out of shot and both missed the group pic. Look how grown up Little Miss F looks now- 2nd to bottom row to the right. Participants ranged in age from 2 to 70 years. Mr J is top left with Pre-teen H. I can’t tell you how absolutely wonderful it was to see everyone, to laugh and joke and be silly- he even had us do a scavenger hunt half way through whch saw Mr E in the garden picking leaves and herbs, and me fetching
Herbert to be the model animal we had to find. If you want time out with your family I can heartily recommend a family quiz night.
My mood has perked up, can you tell? The front garden is weeded, and I sewed some wild flower seeds, who knows if they will come up. I have been few walks- having trouble getting photos off my camera at the moment or I would share some- nice project for the weekend, fettle camera/computer interface- well I won’t but Mr E might.
Mr T and I are doing some family history, he was so excited to see his Granny arrive into Southampton after the war on the passenger lists. He is concentrating on his grandparents, and I have to confess to not having researched them at all, as I know or think I know their back stories. If you have not researched your family history I can really recommend it as an activity that completely and totally absorbs one for hour upon hour. Sometimes it’s hard to stop to go and make food.
I’ve stopped fretting about all the things I can’t do because I packed them materials/ supplies away in house moving boxes, I’m trying instead to look at what I haven’t yet packed and work out what I can do.
I don’t think I am ever going to get used to the stress I feel in the supermarket, it’s horrible and it’s just something you have to get through, like period pain. Can I say that? One of the few advantages of getting old is the end of that.
We are still well, we have food and shelter, my family is alright ( they tell me that without commuting costs, stupid take-out coffees and lunches, outings with children they are saving money) and so far all can work from home. So right now , right this minute we are alright, and as to the moving/not moving, well to take a leaf from Scarlet O’Hara in Gone with the Wind which I am reading again, I’ll think about that situation tomorrow, because tomorrow is another day.
So how is everyone? Are you coping better or are things tougher? What is working well for you?
Please use the comments to pass on thoughts and tips, do take care, and stay safe and well, you are all so precious to me.