Through a glass darkly ...

I spent three hours going through the boxes of B's stuff from the front room last night. The old birthday cards, wedding photos (both weddings!), valentines cards, Mother's Day cards, old school play programmes, school reports, letters from her Dad and from my Dad... She kept it all. What a softie. It made me miss her so much, and again as I type this.

It gave me an idea to create some framed photos of her to give to each member of the family for Christmas and to give each of them a very small selection of her trinkets, jewelry etc. that I think they might like to remember her by, as a 'present' from her at Christmas. I'm not sure if that sounds a bit morbid, but it feels right to me as it'll be our first Christmas for thirty two years without her at the centre of it all with us. It just won't be the same without her mad joke pressies and crazy laughter.

It was hard to get up today after two lie ins this weekend! But I made it to work on time and got stuff done til lunch when I popped into Boots and the P.O to send A's pressie to Canada. Then I packed the car with B's unwanted stuff to donate to Willen Hospice's charity shop. I'll have a few more things for them come Wednesday.

I nipped into MK and printed some photos of B and got a few frames for the photo presents I want to give to my siblings, then I spent an hour waiting for my four (eek!) new tyres to be fitted, though it did allow me to read the newspaper, which I rarely do.

When I got home, it was very chilly about 3C and there were no parking spaces so I parked round the back. Both lodgers were there and L is painting the first floor landing for me despite getting up at 4am to drive down for work. Nutter. J isn't feeling too good so was quite quiet but says he really likes the new decor in his room, despite the lack of curtains!

I cooked an early tea and watched a bit of telly but have retired for an early night now. Reckon I'm going to sleep well.