I don’t have to spell out my dread of Mothering Sunday. Suffice it to say I try to avoid it when possible.
But yesterday changed that for this year.
My daughter in law arrived complete with daffodils .
Later a parcel was delivered from my stepson Robin. It contained chocolates, a bottle of wine and a dainty plant.
So here I am sitting up in bed feeling that I can cope....just.
At least I can stay away from church this year...the service has been difficult in the past.
Losing both of my children is desperately unhappy most of the time I admit but yesterday the remaining relations tried very hard to make up for it.
Today I will not go far...certainly not to church where tears would be inevitable. My garden will be my solace and my joy.
I see that British Summer time is going to be scrapped. This is the last year for changing all our watches. These days most things are electronic and they magically change during the night so it’s no longer going to be a test to make sure all of them are set to the right time.
Times, they are a changing!
I am keeping up with it all...I think...
The weather is glorious, my garden full of blossom and my memories of joy with my children still hold good. Thank you God.
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1 comment:
Mothering Sunday this as in past years is always difficult. Our mother left three children aged 4, 3 and 2 in a locked room, while our father was working a night shift and we have not heard from her or seen anything of her, 66 years later.
As a result, we spent nearly five years in care, and we have no mother figure to represent her.
If you lose a mother at such a young age, it damages you in ways that only come out when you yourself become a parent.
I find the often, sentimental praise of mothers quite uncomfortable, although efforts are made to support people in my position or yours, they are always awkward and inadequate, and sometimes make things worse.
I was due to lead, preach etc at todays service, but pointed out that I was totally unsuited to do so, and I was relieved when our Ordinand stepped in and offered to lead the service. And I was pleased that she did so, as she delivered a service of activities and sermon that was suitable.
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