There are numerous friends and acquaintances with whom I’ve suggested meeting up for a chat over a run, walk, coffee.
Just might take me a while to get around to it. This time of year is always overwhelming for me – balancing the demands of the busy period at work, the pressure of family birthdays and Christmas. Throw in winter colds and sinus infections which hamper my running and singing, those things I usually do to cheer myself up.
This year (2019) is worse. We’re still going through the firsts. First school summer holiday without Iggy was depressing. Then Iggy’s first birthday without him, which should have been his 16th. First round of family birthdays without Iggy. First Halloween. Christmas is looming, then my birthday in January.
Bear with me. By February I’m usually far more available. There are no guarantees that normal service will be resumed, but at least the most overwhelming season will be done.
I love the title of the blog. Painfully poignant, yet smothered with the humour of survival. You always make me think and make me smile. Thank you.
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