How many times a day do you say ‘Thank You’? For some it is very little and for others it is a forever increasing number. This post was bought about by a friend of mine saying that I did not need to say thank you for them being there for me. As some of you may know my dad sadly passed away on the 26th December 2016 and since then so many of my friends have made View Full Post
For the past couple of weeks I have been staring into the proverbial abyss and I really do not know what to do with myself. In the midst of preparing my dear father’s funeral I have seen more people in and out of my house than I care to admit and it really does trouble me. Some of you may know that I am a deeply private person and those of you that don’t (if anyone is reading this!) may think – how on god’s green earth can a blogger be private. Well some of us really are. This does not of course mean that we have split personalities but, please do spare a thought for those of us that like to keep some things away from the world wide web.
For longer than I can remember I have loved a good Insta session and have more photos on my phone than the average person (well, maybe not these days!). BUT recently I have taken photos, not posted them, thought about posting and then held back for one reason or another. I have felt that there is just no need for it and just could not be bothered. It has really irked me as like I mentioned above I do love a good insta session.
Something else that some/most of you know is that I am a nurse and dealing with grief is a large part of my job. With that in mind it does not mean that I am immune to grief and when it comes to my family I’m really not sure how to cope. I know what to do when it comes to redirecting others in the right direction and helping hold someone’s hand and deal with relatives and friends but my own – COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORY.
How do I deal with it? I have no idea. How am I going to learn to deal with it? Once again, I have no idea. There are a couple of people in my life at the moment that really do just get me and that has been invaluable at this terrible time and they know who they are without me even shouting from the rooftops. They are the ones that don’t need to ask ‘how are you? Ten million times a day’ they are just there and for that I love them.
So from now I am thinking about the near future and it really is a bit of a black hole so please do hang in there.
On the 26th December after a wonderful family Christmas my world fell apart. With that in mind 2017 is not going to be the year that I put together a list of bullshit resolutions that I have no intention of keeping. 2017 is going to be the year that I rebuild myself and hopefully whilst doing that piece together my mother at the same time. It is going to be one hell of a year but I figure it is better to make it a hell of a good one instead of just letting it get worse. 2016 personally wasn’t that bad of a year right up until the end of it. Yes I was busy and pretty much run off my feet for most of it but there was nothing in particular to actually complain about – THEN on the 26th (so close to the end without calamity) it all went to shit.
Eventually when things are sorted out here I will be back to work and blogging but as to when that will be happening if I write a post it will be one that has come from a sporadic thought rather than something meticulously planned out. To pass some time I will of course be reading your lovely blogs so feel free to leave your blog names or just head over to my Instaand I’ll catch you there.
Well 2017, if I have anything to do with it I am going to persevere with my goal of self healing (not sure if that is what I really want to call it!) and see where that gets me.
In case you didn’t know it’s Christmas Eve today and Christmas TOMORROW!
With all the shopping and wrapping done, cards delivered there is only one last thing that I have to do and that is to stick on my new pyjamas, put on a Christmas film and pour a large glass of champagne before I snuggle down. This year has been quite the roller coaster for both myself and the blog, even though I have taken a lot more photos this year than many before I have actually learnt to put the camera downs at times and actually step back, look up and really enjoy life.
Next year I have plans for many things but for once I think that I am going to keep them to myself and just get stuck in at actually making them happen. This is where Blog A Book Etc signs off for now and from me and mine to you and yours I wish you all a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year with lots of love of course.
Christmas morning means one thing in our household – STOCKINGS! Well, that and Champagne so maybe two things then. From a small something special to a raging joke of a present the stocking present is the perfect thing for those little bits that you really don’t want to put under the tree. This is by no means saying that you shouldn’t put these things under the tree but you know when there is a tradition in your house it seems to just carry on and it really is lovely when it does. With a glass of champagne in hand and the snowman film on in the background we chat about everything and anything and open up our presents before we have breakfast. When we buy these presents it a bit like a big secret Santa sack as we keep the gifts to a budget of under £15. With that in mind I have put together a little collection of things that have made it into the sacks in the past and may even continue to make an appearance.
Even though these choices have been used in the morning sacks I have also included some of them in personalised gift sets that I have made for individual people depending on their personal likes. The one thing that I like to remember when I am buying presents is that it is never about the cost of it but if the person will like it and actually find it helpful, useful or just really appreciates it.