My friend messaged me this morning and asked me how I was feeling. Fine i said, happy that Olivia had gotten off to school without any tears, relieved for a day to myself to get some work done. But deep down i am not fine. Its been a tearful week and it seems as though ive been thinking about my Mum constantly. Sometimes i don’t know how i could possibly ever miss her any more than i do.
Today is my Daughters first day at school and I am missing her being at home but I am not sad for that reason.
I am delighted that she ran happily into her new school and accepted her peers willingly. I am proud of her.