Still, the good news is that I am now fine and dandy. This afternoon I plan on going shopping for the dreaded Valentines Day gift... God I hate Valentines.We don't really "do" Valentines Day, but still feel that a token card and pressie is due, mainly because its the day we finally got together... 23 years ago.The thing is, what do I get ? Usually some sort of gift born of desperation and last minute angst - either hopelessly expensive and un-needed or cheap tat that will also find its way to the back of a drawer pretty pronto.
Either way, when it comes down to it the main thing that matters is that we love each other, be it Valentines Day or not.
I came to the conclusion last night, after a row with my revolting ( sometimes) eldest son, that actually I have so little to worry about in my life at the moment that I am very very fortunate.I was sitting on my sofa glugging down a steaming mug of Green and Blacks organic hot chocolate, and feeling pissed off with the said boys vampirish obsession with all things teenage, computer based and sulk tinged, when I had a eureka moment.I actually thought... Good Grief! Is this it? Is this my biggest worry? My 12 year old thinks I am a crap mum because I made him leave all things electronic downstairs at bed time. Wow. How lucky am I ??
3 comments:
Sounds like it is time for a gratitude journal!
When he is finished with your dishes send him here to deal with mine!
Nice to see you back - I hope you're feeling better. x
I think children love boundries, gives them something to gripe about to their friends.
We are truly blessed and sometimes forget with the daily discomforts of living with preteens and teens.
They are testing leaving the nest and we must clip their wings so they do not fly away too early.
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