The nativity sheep |
So there I was staring the festive season squarely in its twinkly eye and making plans.
Way back in December I had a lovely selection box of nights out and Christmas gatherings lined up – I even knew what I was going to wear to each.
Then a chill blast of mortality gusted through. The Panther’s dad had died. And we stepped off the December express into the sidings of funerals and grief. The party clothes hung unworn in the wardrobe.
Still, we managed a subdued but comfortable family feast and I made some more plans for the ‘tween days.
In the gap between one year and the next, while children played with their new toys and games, I was going to attend to mind, body and home. Yes. There was going to be a lot of yoga, some spring cleaning (followed by sessions on eBay), plus the luxury of reading and writing.
This would leave me renewed and ready to welcome another year. Only the lurghy had other ideas.
First Boy Three went pale and started coughing. Poor chap wasn’t well at all, sweating and shivering. 24 hours later I succumbed too.
And that’s it. I’m still in my PJs, nothing has been ticked off a single list. Somewhere on an optimistic afternoon a week or so ago I decided that this year I would run a 10K, write a book and, even, clean the car. They are still as far away as the moon.
What of it? The entire world – or at least the portion of it that has anything to do with children – are dropping like plague victims, so we’re nothing special. Bereavement isn’t even mark us out – we’ve all got to go sometime.
It just goes to show that it doesn’t matter what our plans our, life in some form will come and laugh at them. Maybe the lesson is about acceptance. In which case, pass me another segment of chocolate orange and let’s see what’s on telly.
MsAlliance says
So sorry to hear this Ellen. If I were you, I'd stop fretting and just take the opportunity to relax and take things easy for a change, if you can.
Hope all better soon. x
Jacq says
I hear you. I had plans for these holidays too and now they are completely scuppered 🙁
Ellen Arnison says
I'm trying – it's much harder than it looks!
Ellen Arnison says
I'd be annoyed if I had the energy!
Older Mum says
Sorry to hear about The Panthers Dad – life really just happens sometimes – anyway I hope you are doing okay, and on the mend. We have had the lurgy too here. Enjoy your chocolate orange. X.
Frankie Greenwood says
Sorry to hear your sad news Ellen…and sorry you're all ill..lots of rest, and just surrender to it….oh and eat more chocolate orange! X
Ellen Arnison says
Chocolate orange done, just about to confiscate children's sweeties.
Ellen Arnison says
Thanks Frankie, although it sounds like the virus has just struck your house too.
Ellen Arnison says
Thanks Jo. x
MumB / @mumbosh says
My sympathies and a hug x