This morning I had someone round to look at the house. It's too early to tell if they will be my eventual buyers, it's a huge decision to make and somethng I wouldn't want anyone to get wrong. Time will tell and once more I can do nothing but WAIT!
Then I spent the afternoon watching Back to the Future 2 with youngest son, a great thing to do on a wet Saturday afternoon.
Because it is a film I have seen countless times I decided to "do" something constructive while half watching.
It was perhaps an unlikely choice of occupation but I decided to read through the sympathy cards sent to me when Andrew died.
There are two shoe boxes full, not all sympathy ones, some from the first Christmas and birthdays without him.
I have read the tender words bequethed to me and been filled with an overwhelming sense of love that people care so deeply but without exception I have thrown each one away.
It is time to move on, the kind words will live on in my heart.
Unlike Marty McFly in Back to the Futiure I don't have a time machine, I have no way back to the past to fix things there.
But I can change the future.
And on that note I have decided this will be my final re-ravelling blog post.
For a while it has lost direction and focus as have I.
I have unravelled, re-ravelled as best as I can but now it it time for the next stage of my journey and I have set up a new blog called in search of lost glitter...
I explain my title in the very first post but otherwise it will be a blog of just stories and poems, or at least that is my intention.
I hope you will follow me there, re-ravelling has been fun but it's time to move on continuing my search for sparkle and lost glitter that I began here...