Saturday, 23 June 2018

Week 25 One Daily Positive

It was a year ago on Monday last year I arrived back in the UK for the summer. Little did I know, I only had just over 3 weeks left with my father before his sudden death on July 11th. I can't believe we're almost at the anniversary, time doesn't heal, it just changes things. This week we had father's day and my mum's birthday and then next week it's my birthday, then all the firsts other than his death will have been covered. For me, I'm on countdown, back in the UK, starting to recall the final weeks. I had so many other things to do in my time. Child 5 was leaving school and needed support with finding employment and somewhere to live. That finally happened in May. I was going to Belfast to visit child 4 to say goodbye before his posting to the Middle East. I'm going back to Belfast next week to say goodbye before he is posted to The Falklands this time and child 3 was going to Australia. he is still there.

I've been keeping myself busy since Peter left last week, booking flights, car hire, hotels etc and uploading almost 2000 children's names onto a data base for a charity in South Africa who will receive Christmas gifts this year.

168 Sunday Spent the morning cataloguing my father's stamp collection and doing some cleaning and washing. Set off to Chepstow early afternoon for a wonder, pub lunch, some blogging and called in to see my niece and child 2 and 2a after their honeymoon.

169 Monday After a morning with mum, I met a friend for lunch by the river in Chepstow after a visit to Tintern Abbey and a quick look at Chepstow Castle. This is the same friend who features heavily in my weekly posts, she lives in Dubai. Our next meet up will be in Germany in July. Mum cooked dinner and after watching the football I called in at the pub.

170 Tuesday I have a mental block at what happened today other than a food shop and having to lug my trolley up the stairs as I didn't pack in individual bags. Mum coming down for her tea and defrosting the freezer. A visit to the coffee shop was probably involved and I think I may have gone to the pub in the evening.

171 Wednesday Called in at Mum's with her birthday cake, then went to Ross-on-Wye to meet up with Instagrammer RubbishWife for a 3 hour marathon natter and coffee. Did some shopping, organised photo's on my laptop and typed up name lists for the Santa Shoebox data base. Called in to see my friend and her twins and then popped in at another friends to say hi.

172 Thursday I met the lovely Chloe and baby daughter from #bestbootforward in Monmouth this morning, we met online about 8 years ago and meet up as often as possible when I'm in the UK. I then went to the pub, but forgot I was going to a keep fit class with the twins mum in the evening. Popped in to see the Things.

173 Friday I've been reorganising the flat, looking through dad's stamps and lining up buyers, it's involved a lot of rearranging furniture and cleaning and I managed to fix the dishwasher. popped out for coffee, cleaned windows and sat in the park to do some blogging.

174 Saturday Usual visit to the coffee shop where I can blog and plan my day without getting distracted by stamps or the world cup.


On the blog this week:

My Sunday Photo I compared the oldest building in the two countries I live between. In Dubai, Al Fahidi Fort, built the same time that Chepstow Castle fell into Decay.

Had enough of the World Cup? I haven't, I love it. I first wrote this post in 2010 for the World Cup in South Africa and have republished my survival guide for each football event as they've occured.



20 comments:

  1. Time might not heal completely, but it alleviates the pain, or dulls it to some extent. My Dad died 18 years ago, and the dates of his death, his birthday and other significant days are full of sadness, but perhaps not a raw grief.
    Glad you're meeting up with friends. Sorting out the stamp collection is probably a full-time job.

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    1. the stamp collection is a distraction but it's a lot of work and driving me mad

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  2. Sounds like a busy week and glad you are getting somewhere with the stamps. Agree that time doesn't necessarily heal....things change.

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  3. It must be such a hard time of year for you...It does sound like you have kept yourself busy though...I hope organising the stamp collection is going well. It sounds like an epic job x

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    1. the stamps have taken over my life

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  4. You do seem to keep yourself busy when you are here. Must be a tough few weeks for you with all those memories of your Dad and significant firsts without him. x

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    1. it is having it's moments, most days are easier than others, which is good

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  5. It sounds like you've had a busy day. It can't be easy counting down to the anniversary of your dad's death and seeing those last few 'firsts' slip by.

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    1. I'm getting there slowly, time really is helping

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  6. Busy week. I do love working in a coffee shop. Bizarrely even though they can be noisy, I concentrate more than I do at home. No distractions I suppose

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    1. no tv, no odd jobs to do, does make life a lot easier

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  7. I think I need to start going to a coffee shop to guarantee I'll get some work done! #365

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  8. It's a tough time, and another busy week for you, where you get the energy from is beyond me!! Happy Birthday and have a lovely time in NI x #365

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    1. I'm not sure where my energy comes from most days but I'm doing far less than I had to do last year

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  9. A tough reminder having Father's Day so close to the anniversary. I hope you are able to think of the happier memories #project365

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    1. thank you, I also had my birthday which I'd forgotten about

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  10. you cram so much into your weeks, no wonder you are exhausted.
    Happy belated birthday.
    I agree time does not heal, just alters the acceptance of it.

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