Like many fellow bloggers my ramblings on my blog are a real mixture.
Family,yarn.hooking,charity work and the ebbs and flows of life.
Our youngest daughter used to be so nervous she would not even stay at her Grandma's as she thought the cottage had a resident ghost. Now, we seem to spend a lot of our time saying tearful "Goodbyes" to her. Our tears I hasten to add.
Yesterday she flew to Miami to continue her work on the high seas. It will be her third Christmas away, and this year she will miss young William's first at our house.
My antidote to missing her is to clean,sort and tidy her room from top to bottom. Everything put straight. Everything just right. When I woke this morning and looked in it looked straight alright. Tidy,organised and straight. So different than the haphazard appearance it has when she is home. No hair straighteners, no shoes,no make up,no clothes any Mum knows exactly what I mean!!!
This morning straight and tidy made me miss her more than ever. So I turned to the one thing I know will always make me feel better.... Woolly goodness. Out came my special blanket. A present my dear daughter in law made me when William was born. I instantly felt better. And then when I looked on the Internet there waiting was a message from our daughter to say all was well and she was in a lovely hotel and the sun was shining.
Lovely, just lovely and very soon we will adjust to her being away once again and enjoy hearing about all her adventures!
I think the blanket may just stay on her bed until her return though. It fits the bill perfectly.