I’m feeling totally overwhelmed right now. This has been such an emotional roller coaster and today I’m on a downward swoop. Thing two is off to Latvia tonight leaving his bedroom knee deep in rubbish with no clear definition between the keep and chuck piles.
I went to see my darling Dad and each time I see him the realisation that the person before me used to be that funny, energetic, passionate man, hits me and I nearly break. Dementia is a bastard.
The reckless one has bought all the food for a bbq which was delicious and a fitting way to celebrate our actual last weekend here. Now there’s a massive thunderstorm to clear the air but the boys don’t care they’ll sit in the outdoor kitchen until morning for the last time tonight.
Hope it clears up by two am because tinkerbelle and I are driving thing two to the airport.