Tuesday, December 13, 2016
I had been going really well with everything, life, work, weight watchers (where I am still going with the shakes ) and where I was losing a few hundred grams each week, then wham bang thank you, I woke up the other morning in tears and couldn't stop crying. I ate myself silly trying to stop the emotions pouring out of my eyes.
It was like I was back in the first sages of my grief. Then hubby pointed out after lots of cuddles and talking that Sunday would be the 1st Christmas family get together without mum. So it all started to make sense. (My niece always has a Xmas dinner at hers with us, her twin, her sister, my brother and sister and families)
Anyways…2 days of crying, moping around and endless amounts of food later I am back on track…
BTW the lunch was lovely and hard though it was we did have lots of laughs.