As we grow older, we start to take things for granted far less, and the small things become very important to us. I’m approaching the age of 28, which I know isn’t old, but relative to other things it is. I visit my parents on a regular basis and realise that I might be young and the twins might be young, but we’re all getting older and my folks are naturally getting older too. I remember when I was a teenager, I was a nightmare, nawty, often in trouble and often annoyed with my parents, I was ignorant, but that has changed, I now try to spend as much time with my parents as possible, help where I can and I have huge respect for them. It’s the small things.
My dear friend Cath, is going through an incredibly hard time at the moment, her mother is being stolen away from her by cancer. The last several weeks have been incredibly difficult for her and unfortunately things aren’t getting better. Sitting here in Cape Town whilst she’s in Durban makes it literally impossible to help, an email, a text message, a phone call, a picture of me and the kitties is great and all, but it’s so far from actually helping.
Cath – My thoughts, my family’s thoughts and my kitties thoughts are with you, know that you’re not alone and know that if you need anything, we’re here to assist you through this awful time.
Love you Cath x
In. absolute. Tears.
Chris, as I’ve said to you in private, I am at peace with this loss. The thought of my mom and dad being reunited is what’s making me smile, as we, her children, lose her to
eternity’s great sky.
Thank you for this blogpost, for the messages, understanding and love.
XXX