It shall be 4 years since my birthday twin and great nephew died, born 4/11/1990 and died 25/12/ 2007.
I've been in a weird mood all week, well since the nonsense on Wednesday and the sodding Secret Santa.
I know I am in a mood, I know its dark, but I HATE this time of year.
I heard that the receptionist at work ( and friend) father died on the 23rd, a dear colleague died on the 23rd and then my great nephew so this time of year is dark, dismal and I now don't like it.
BFF moaned at me tonight for being in such a place head wise.
I walked woofie and tried to get out of it ( usually give myself a good talking to) but its not shifting.
Maybe its because I am thinking of those I've lost and its nearly always at this time.
I was fine this morning, went to gym, got the happy endorphins ( who'd have thought I'd become a gym bunny? no me neither) was fine, and whoosh I hit that wall, no reason why.
BFF is dragging me out tonight.
We are going to the Watch-night Service, I am humouring him because I view this as maybe his last Christmas up here.
I am hoping the laughs will happen and it helps me out of the fog.
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