As a consequence of my dad and step-mum visiting last week we have a new additional piece of furniture in our front room. This writing desk belonged to my grandmother and I remember it from my childhood. My grandmother is the only person in my immediate family that I know lived with breast cancer (she was my paternal grandmother) and I just discovered last week that she was also young when it was diagnosed – we think about 40 years old. Unfortunately I was only 11 when she passed away but she was a wonderful person and I have very fond memories of her – the sweet peas that I pick every day to fragrance my home in old glass bottles and small jugs remind me of holidays in Scotland where I would pick the same flowers from her garden and scatter wee vessels of them around her home. Our front room is tiny (this is probably about a third of it that you see in this photograph!) but I was determined that we would find a place for this beautiful piece of furniture – and it means even more to me now – especially with my sweet peas to adorn it.
The last couple of days I have felt a wee bit up and down and it is fair to say I have had occasions of wallowing (self-pity) in particular about the wedding. It was tempting to let yesterdays pyjama and tv day stretch into today too. But I have practical things to sort (upcoming shows; a wee plan that I am hatching; my part-time job to organise and also I need to get back to creating) so it is time to get back to some semblance of normality! Also I need to think that for every cloud that hangs over my head there is a silver lining.
I am making a list…………..