I'm still around...
The past few months I've been quiet. It's not that I haven't had anything to say. I probably have had more to say than ever before...
September I was hijacked at gunpoint in my driveway. So many things went through my head at that very moment. Starting with total confusion. Confusion as to who they were. What they wanted. On realizing what was happening, my thoughts changed to "thank goodness my kids were not with me" (my son had been in my car just minutes earlier - I had just dropped him off at his bus).
My almost 12 year old dog's instincts kicked in and she let these thugs know exactly what she thought of them (pity her teeth are not a bit bigger - she's a small dog). My big dog was in the house as he was becoming naughty and running out the gate each time it opened.
The strangest thought I probably had, what not the fact that somebody had just taken my car and phone from me, but that all my handmade jewellery was in the car. I was annoyed about that! But thankful I was not touched or hurt in the ordeal.
My car was found weeks later. I have no idea what state it was in, as I had already de-registered the car from my name and just bought a new car the week before. To be honest I didn't really want to know.
Another big event in my life which took priority over the little things - my son fell and managed to do a good and proper job of the fall. The first day of school holidays!
This wasn't a fall from a height, or playing around. He walked out my parents room at their house and slipped and fell. I received a call from my dad that he was really struggling to breathe and was in pain. He had definitely hurt his back. While driving to the doctor I noticed he was cradling his right arm. Obviously he was sent for x-rays. Never did I expect the injuries he'd obtained. He fractured his wrist and L1 vertebrae. His arm cast came off almost 2 weeks ago, and his back is healing nicely. He's gone from wearing a back brace full day for 6 weeks, to weaning off and only wearing it to school and when he goes out.
It's been a tough time as he has not been able to do nearly as much for himself as he normally does. Although he's finally getting there (he just can't pick up anything heavy for a long long time).
That's a brief summary of some things in my life, and why I've been so scarce.
September I was hijacked at gunpoint in my driveway. So many things went through my head at that very moment. Starting with total confusion. Confusion as to who they were. What they wanted. On realizing what was happening, my thoughts changed to "thank goodness my kids were not with me" (my son had been in my car just minutes earlier - I had just dropped him off at his bus).
My almost 12 year old dog's instincts kicked in and she let these thugs know exactly what she thought of them (pity her teeth are not a bit bigger - she's a small dog). My big dog was in the house as he was becoming naughty and running out the gate each time it opened.
The strangest thought I probably had, what not the fact that somebody had just taken my car and phone from me, but that all my handmade jewellery was in the car. I was annoyed about that! But thankful I was not touched or hurt in the ordeal.
My car was found weeks later. I have no idea what state it was in, as I had already de-registered the car from my name and just bought a new car the week before. To be honest I didn't really want to know.
Another big event in my life which took priority over the little things - my son fell and managed to do a good and proper job of the fall. The first day of school holidays!
This wasn't a fall from a height, or playing around. He walked out my parents room at their house and slipped and fell. I received a call from my dad that he was really struggling to breathe and was in pain. He had definitely hurt his back. While driving to the doctor I noticed he was cradling his right arm. Obviously he was sent for x-rays. Never did I expect the injuries he'd obtained. He fractured his wrist and L1 vertebrae. His arm cast came off almost 2 weeks ago, and his back is healing nicely. He's gone from wearing a back brace full day for 6 weeks, to weaning off and only wearing it to school and when he goes out.
It's been a tough time as he has not been able to do nearly as much for himself as he normally does. Although he's finally getting there (he just can't pick up anything heavy for a long long time).
That's a brief summary of some things in my life, and why I've been so scarce.
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