Number147

By Number147

Tuesday

Diabolical weather today.

On the homeward stretch this morning, we were caught in a deluge. I needed a complete change of clothes when home.

I don't mention her much because this is my journal, not my daughter's, but she is struggling. And this is for my own future reading. Her brain is unscathed but she is finding the whole episode difficult to come to terms with. I was looking through the photos on my mobile the other day and am blown away by what we all went through. It seems surreal that it actually happened. I still have dreams about it and they usually include the worst possible outcome. Which is ridiculous given that the outcome has been remarkable when all things are considered.

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