On FridayI pushed my self to go out as I decided I just needed to get on with my life. I did not want to let my parents down. I managed to take my Dad to hospital to have his hearing checked & went off to do the weekly shop. Vanity & an icky tummy where no excuse for self pity. My face has almost recovered now.
I only put on a very light amount of make up but it cheered me up. I just could not face going out without some “war paint” on. I managed the weekly shop fine & by chance arrived back at the hospital just as my parents where coming out. My Dad seemed happy with his visit & mum was really surprised I managed to do the shop. We settled down for lunch after putting the shopping away & had a nice hour or so watching the opening of the “Olympics”. London has a lot to do to surpass the spectacle we have just witnessed.
Just before finishing the trilogy of recent posts which seemed to have gone on longer than the Olympic opening ceremony, I had a phone call from a company selling accident insurance. I spoke using my bestest Debbie voice, still feeling a little off colour & the caller called me madam all the time without even asking my name. Yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I had found my "bounce ability" a phrase that I owe so much to my inspirational friends. We all have it in us, we just have to believe in ourselves to find it.
Peace be with you.