Morning all, bright and sunny here but still chilly.
It's lovely to read about your families and friends visiting, my house is like a museum, I never have anyone here. I'm not sure I'll still be here when grandchildren arrive in the future. I think like you Whiff, my husband lives on in my children. My stepson, who I met for the first time at my husband's funeral, looks nothing like him, not even a passing likeness in my eyes.
Tomorrow will be busy with my daughter and boyfriend packing, then my son will be coming in the evening to collect her to take them and her stuff to her new place.
My daughter is still waiting for the car to be ready, he did promise it 'middle of January', I hope he hasn't found something terribly wrong with it.
I went on a house selling website last night and people there were encouraging me to be patient and wait for the 'right' buyer. Do you think I'm being impatient after fifteen months?
What did you you think you would have by your current age that you don't?
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Losing your mother is such a huge life event, isn't it. I've just left a bottle of their favourite vodka and a card on their step - no idea why this particular brand is so expensive, price made my eyes water, but he's been very good to us during our twenty years of 'neighbours'. He helped me when my Mum died too, in 2001, I feel he is an honourable gentleman.