Tuesday 5 March 2013

Counting Blessings

I just found this little post I didn't publish before. I'm home now, but.....sniffle

So finally, after months of misery, I'm having my op later today.

I've been away from my children for 8 out of the last 12 weeks. I have a physical ache where they should be. Every minute of every day I hear their voices, see their faces wonder who is folding them in their arms when they're sad or hurt. I know it isn't me and the pain roars. As I stayed home last night, they walked into my bedroom cautiously as though their faces were lit by Xmas. Is she really here?

I can't wait to make a nice warm stew on a chilly spring day and watch them mop up every drop with bread I cut to shape like clouds

I want to pick them up from school. I want it to be MY face that lights up their world at the end of the day. I want to pretend to give in over staying at the park and just for once, say yes to the ice cream van.


  1. Welcome back and good luck.

  2. Just popped in from UKPR to wish you all the best today, Howard

  3. Howard! you Scarlet Pimperenell you!! How the jolly hell is it?