Sunday, 25 October 2009

That was the Weekend that Was

Well that was the weekend that was, it went so fast I am dazed.
We had one of the best weekends in a while, lots of fun with the girls.
It was good to get creative again too, they did four scrapbook pages each.
I was itching to get some done myself, but the Shoebox and shed do not allow the space for three scrapbookers.  So grandma was there to supervise and and general clean up afterwards.
They really did enjoy themselves and we have set a date for our next craft day, Christmas cards this time.

I am now relaxing in a nice tidy Shoebox with my beloved sat beside me playing on the XBox (Earphones are compulsory).  Titch is snuggled between us, the lights are on, the clocks went back last night so it is dark already, winter is on the way.  So we are a cosy little trio on the sofa, I am feeling quite emotional I think I know why but I am not sure.

I am grateful for the joy of my darling granddaughters, but I am sad about the rift in my family. Most days I can put a brave face on about it.  But when I get a taste of how it was but isn't anymore, it breaks my heart. One grandaughter asked yesterday if we could look at the photo's of the "old days" I asked her what "old days". She shrugged her shoulders and said "You know grandma, the old days"  she had tears in her eyes. I coudn't say a word, there was a lump in my throat that almost choked me. I used to be at their house at least three times a week and see them every weekend. But now I see her about every six weeks if I am lucky. I have tried building bridges with her mum, but to no avail.  What more can I do?

I gained the love of a wonderful man, and lost the love of a fabulous daughter.
I gained a life and lost my daughter and her family.
Why is there Always a price to pay?


*fitcetera* said...


Life can sure be Bittersweet.

Fat[free]Me said...

Awww, (((hugs))), you will just have to be patient a little longer. Baby steps, Sheilagh and you will get there.

dawne said...

My heart breaks for you! I will pray that the situation changes and that there can be healing in your relationship with your daughter. Scrap booking is like therapy, isn't it???

Tina xx said...

Oh hunnie (((hugs)))... I really feel for you. That must be a pretty awful situation to be in. As said above, try to be patient. You sound like a fantastic Mum and Grandma, and Im sure in time, the rift will heal.... you only get one stab at this life, and Im sure your daughter will realise that one day. Big (((hugs))) for you x x

F. McButter Pants said...

I feel for you Friend. Dang it, I have seen families break up over crazy stuff. I had a friend that didin't see her daughter's for over 10 years. Then one day, one daughter returned. Just like that.

Have faith and just keep doing the next right thing. I would be heart broken if I were in your shoes.

My heart goes out to you, BIG HUG