Thursday, 15 November 2012

Reflection

The last few days seen through a haze of exhaustion and anger are taking their toll now.
I have written two more letters this morning describing what was actually an accident. BT didn't mean to cut us off. But getting us back on is proving far more difficult than I had ever imagined.
I think I must now accept it all and go back to weeping.
Nothing I can do now will bring back my son, my daughter or my dog.
Giving up just feels like giving in but fighting is making me very tired and I still have work to do.
I'm preaching on Sunday.
I've got a CRB form to fill in. Countless people to thank , some of whom must be wondering if I've forgotten them.
I cannot keep revisiting old anger. Time to roll up the sleeves and get started.
I'll begin with the stinkhorns.



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1 comment:

  1. I think you are absolutely right Jean. You have expended more than enough time and energy on BT, who appear to be in a different time warp from the rest of us.
    Perhaps physically tackling your disgusting fungi
    (though how you will do it I can't imagine) will
    at least allow you to feel you have overcome one problem.
    Prayers hugs and blessings. X

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