Monday, 17 September 2012

This young man is today in transit to Afghanistan on a six month deployment. He is my grandson and I know I won't rest until he comes home. So I have made a pact with myself. If Conor can serve in a war zone, I can work at getting myself sorted, physically, mentally, emotionally.

I know I have tried before, but I have never had a grandson at war before.  So this time will be different. When I am wanting to give up I will have his picture in front of me and that will spur me on.

I am doing this for ME, no one else, I don't care if anyone else is interested. This is me keeping strong for my daughter her family and her son.

Sunday, 2 September 2012

Hello September

 My favourite month of the year September, you have come around so quickly.  You will disappear just as fast too I guess. So I best make the most of you. I love the rich, mellow, bountiful feel of September leading into October.  The atmospheric light, colour and smell of September is just wonderful to me.

  My childhood memories of a new school year, new books to read, new words to learn, fresh pages to write. All mingled together is September, a month that always made me happy.It is a new beginning of learning, experience and enrichment.  I hope to enfold myself in a blanket of September's riches to get me through some tough times that are coming soon.

My grandson Conor leaves for Afghanistan on September 16th. Do I need say anymore.