Bring on December

Back from St Andrews
A day at home to repack.
Off to Bruges, Belgium - WLS/RNY
Home for peace and quiet
Relaxing whilst everybody else is rushing around, frantically before Christmas,
like headless chickens...
Christmas carols...
Daughter away for her birthday.
Hibernating...

November decides

WLS decided, booked and deposited.... No looking back!
Work, friends, time with relatives...
My son's 21st, the other's graduation...
Dealing with bicycle theft claim...
My niece's visit for a long week-end.
91st birthday celebration.
St Andrews for my nephew's graduation.
Meeting friends.
Packing, unpacking, repacking, laundry, ironing, mending...
Reading horoscopes,
continuing to research WLS
Nothing worthwhile is achieved without a struggle...
Bring on December!

Many new directions with October

Trip to Biarritz with my husband / a good break after my bereavement.
But more importantly "togetherness", just the two of us, quietly alone, doing what we would like,
for us, with each other... Very comforting and refreshing..

WLS? Back to the computer and continued research... Discussing it with my children.

A trip to Paris - on the perfume trail for a theme with a dear girlfriend
Shopping ad infinitum! Bliss... Good to be back soaking in France and all things French..
Missed it!
Birthdays, obligations, work, making up for lost time, planning my future, setting the world to right..
feeling great! on a roll!

New horizons to consider during September

WLS?! Preoccupies all my thoughts, keeps me glued to the laptop researching options...
Becoming very knowledgeable.
Serious consideration.
Sibling and nephew visit

August

Arrange for the division of the estate and the move of the legacy.
Packing, packing, packing and still packing...
Visit friends
Finish off with my brothers and their families. Felt good.

July

drive from UK to South Sweden...
50th birthday "celebration" with my marital and maiden families - great reunion
Up to Stockholm for a wonderful funeral
Clearing the flat and preparing it for sale
Drive home to UK with my husband (the children dripped home one after the other...)
Deal with practicalities at home, having been away nearly one month...

But then came June....

Back from my wonderful days in Oslo...
Visit from my niece, staying with me. Full programme and great company.
When she returned to Stockholm, I called my Mother.
Mother had had a fall that day, but nevertheless we managed 47 minutes of non-stop talking of events that had occurred in the last week, dissecting every morsel and all in all it was a very good conversation.
Later that day, I received a 'phone call from my brother informing me that Mother was hospitalised, in a coma, as a result of that fall.
Caught the last seat on the last 'plane that same day. Arrived 2am at her bedside. Lived for one week with Mother in her hospital room. Doctors, nurses and staff were exemplary.
One week after the fall, no Mother any more - 89 years was fair innings, but she was MY Mother! And I miss her...
Ensued an intense 3 days of immediate clearing up of her home.. then home to my family...