Stresses

Not my stresses necessarily, but son and family really going through it. I took the motorway in the opposite direction after work to visit them. The stress was tangible as I walked through the door. No details here, but Megan clearly not herself. We had a nice talk though and I think I helped. Son has to go to a school meeting on Friday morning before she goes into school. I am going to accompany him. Mollie now referred to the breast clinic. An eight year old with lump in the breast to be area, how stressful is that?! I didn’t stay long as they had only just realised they had a parents evening to attend for Mollie.
I hadn’t been home long when I got a long text message from son. Everyone’s stress had spilled over, despite a great report from the school. Megan face timed with me, and I think she calmed a bit. I feel for all of them.
Early night for me as I don’t feel 100%. Tomorrow is another day.