Last month I said goodbye to my darling Dad. Dementia is a cruel disease that causes you to grieve for the loss of a loved one a long time before they leave this planet. It hurts in so may ways and the pain affects us so differently.
To properly acknowledge the influence my parents have had on my outlook, principles, sense of adventure and sense of the ridiculous I am restarting my musings today – 20th December 2019.
So much has happened since our return. We have had to restore our family to factory settings and find an income for ourselves, it would appear that we have almost achieved both of the above by renting a house for us all to live in and buying a house to rent out. R has renovated said purchase and is feeling knackered and self satisfied in equal measures. Thing two and his Perfect Girlfriend, soon to be Perfect Wife and mother will live in the rental (and pay us!) as guardians. Lucky managed to find a superb penthouse with his mate and Child One is happy in Peckham!
So we are going back to Greece to finish what we started!
We have a house to pack up, again, storage lockers to edit, furniture to ship and a new adventure to plan.