I had a busy and extraordinary day at work. Someone with extremely complex needs threatened to kill himself, me and other people. Every possible service was involved and all ended well. But it was a bit touch and go for a while. I was calm, collected and in control, on the outside. Inside, I was shitting myself.
I met my philosophy teacher for a few hours. I was nervous and conversationally rusty as I have only met one or two new people in the last few years. It was intellectually stimulating, he seamed like a nice chap and I hope to meet again. Again, inside I was shitting myself.
Friday, 27 June 2014
Saturday, 21 June 2014
Caravan
We bought a caravan and went away last weekend to Castlewellan, a beautiful part of the country.
The positive feeling of its ownership and also knowing we wouldn't have it if Ruby was still here are very clear and obvious to us both.
I was alone in the house all day. I spent all morning in Ruby's room where I very rarely go. There is no sound like the wailing of someone crying on their own.
I saw the counsellor for the last time. We embraced genuinely and with warmth.
The positive feeling of its ownership and also knowing we wouldn't have it if Ruby was still here are very clear and obvious to us both.
I was alone in the house all day. I spent all morning in Ruby's room where I very rarely go. There is no sound like the wailing of someone crying on their own.
I saw the counsellor for the last time. We embraced genuinely and with warmth.
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