Friday, 19 June 2020

Difficult



I've had a very tough week, for one reason or another. But I've had amazing support from friends and family, and lots of lovely messages - thank you to you all! I'm so incredibly lucky to have you xx


I've lost 2lb this week! I love crossing the numbers off my chart. I'm so sorry you have to turn you head to look at it, but I don't know how to rotate it! That's a total of 11lb. 5% of my body weight and almost my first stone.

I have tried to keep busy. Very busy drinking tea and eating toast lol. But seriously, I have started painting my bathroom. Who knew it was so exhausting? I must be so unfit. I was sweating so profusely, it was dripping into the paint! I was worried it would water it down. I'm not stretching myself too much. It's only taken me 3 weeks so far. Well, I don't want to over do it. Plenty more weeks waiting for me.

I have noticed some unexpected benefits of lock down. I've had time to audit my underwear. The ratios of bras to knickers isn't good. I have one white bra and 16 white pairs of knickers. Obviously this is wrong. I have a lovely navy and pink bra with no matching pants. Have I lost them, is that even a thing? How do you lose a pair of knickers? So what do I do? Bin the bra or wear odd pants? This is heinous. Odd underwear should be illegal, but until it is I shall continue to wear white knickers with pink and navy bras! (Although I feel I must confess - often there is no bra worn at all. Like in the sixties, solves the problem, I can wear white knickers without the guilt 😂😂)

So I have written a poem. 3am not sleeping, and the words just come. I do hope you like it.


I'll never see your smile
Or your happy face
Now that you have left
Never to be replaced

Not known you for that long
But it feels like forever
It's hard to take in
I shall not see you, ever

We swapped a lot of jokes
And the stories of our life
That it's now all gone
It cuts me like a knife

You were so very kind
I'll keep your words in a jar
For you always said
You are lovely just as you are

I'll miss what we have shared
And things not yet spoken
To leave the party early
My heart forever broken

I hope you are happy
Wherever that you are
And I need you to know
That I will always care

Don't tell someone to get over it, help them to get through it.

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