I felt the need to thank my Wednesday girls for their support and friendship over the past year.
For a lot of the year, it was tough going for me and for a lot of Wednesdays, I really had to force myself to make the effort to attend the catch ups.
Thank goodness they were there because getting out was so good for my healing process and if Wednesdays were not an option, I’d have locked myself away and fallen into deeper, darker territory.
At 6am I was in the kitchen baking a chocolate cake and preparing a cheese ball and crackers. I packed a table cloth, paper plates, serviettes, a knife to cut the cake and cheese knives to scoop the cheese onto the crackers.
I asked Adoring Husband to look after Harley because I knew I couldn’t fit him, the cake and the bag containing everything else in the trike basket and also be able to carry my tea.
BGWLBH decided not to attend so I had no choice but to carry it all myself. Harley was not an option.
I arrived about 5 minutes before everybody else which gave me time to lay the tablecloth and set everything on the table.
The immediate comments were “Whose birthday is it?”
So I explained to them how grateful I was for their friendship during my lowest times and thanked them all for ‘being there’.
They were surprised, especially because they hadn’t realised that I was struggling so much, and they all hugged me and then chowed down on the food.
Surprisingly, it was a three hour morning so I didn’t return home until just before midday!
It was nice.
The rest of my day was lazing in front of the TV until play time with Harley and I cooked a chicken version of shepherds pie for dinner.
It felt like a good day.
Nite all.
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