A few nights ago, talking online with a good friend, I expressed the thought that keeping a diary would be a good thing, to let my grandkids (or even my kids!) know, or have a little insight to who I was, and how life dealt with me (or me, it). Now, a diary implies daily entries, and most of the time those daily entries would be so BORING, so I decided instead on a kind of ad-hoc journal. This is it, it starts here.
I am on the verge of being 64, which is a TERRIBLE age to be
The kids are all grown up now, and moved into their own lives, only somebody forgot to tell ME that…no matter how old they get, I still worry about them like they was still little kids.
Simon is married to Claire, and they have three daughters. Joanne is married to Stewart, and Joanne has a son by a previous relationship, and a son and a daughter with Stewart.
I guess that’s the bare facts of my life…my family, my world.
I could go on and on about my youth and what I did, then, but I won’t. That will come out in bits and pieces as this goes on. This journal is more intended to commence from today and go forward. Looking back nearly always leads to regret, and that’s a futile occupation, since its always too late to change anything.
Though there HAS to be some looking back into the recent past, to an event that has changed our lives forever.
My number one son, David’s wife took her own life just two weeks after giving birth to their son, Thomas. I doubt that any of us here will ever get over the shock of that. Even now, some 5 months after the event, it still haunts me. How my son copes is beyond my understanding. Judith was such a LOVELY down to earth person. A geology graduate, who thought nothing of taking of to Arabia on a dig, or taking a job in Greece teaching English, or spending months laying in the mud here in Ireland just digging. Plus…she was forever having a little smiley dig at me because I like my wine
Whatever, things happened as they did, and Judith left us, but left us also a legacy who is now just about the centre of everyone’s lives.
So, nowadays, life starts with Thomas ….
That’s not to say that the others get left out….every day there is Rebeckah and Daniel her brother, to say nothing of Nathan, also their brother.
As I see things now, the priorites are to make sure Thomas is cared for in a loving environment while also trying to help David….not always an easy thing to do, because David has always been the short-tempered, go-my-own-way, private person. Still, we progress ?
All this so far is by way of bringing you, gentle reader, up to date…I would guess that entries downstream will be a bit….everyday ?
Note to self….google ‘how to start a blog’
Note to self….how to keep this permanent and out of sight till the time comes ?
Note to self…. Thank Wendy for helping to coalesce vague thoughts
Note to self….don’t wallow in self pity, pour another drink ?
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