I havent been around as much as I am an accountant and it is that time of the year. Also my dear old Nan is in the hospital and I have been visiting her after work. Those of you that have read my story know that my darling Nan took me in when I was an infant after my father murdered my mother and raised me as her own. She is an amazing woman and is a strong as a bull but at her age she is living on borrowed time, she wants to go home so she can have a scotch lol.
Some people here know my hubby is a Detective and the case he is working on has kept him away from home for a lot of hours over the last couple of months. Now things have settled down there he is back home in the evenings and weekends so I need to spend time with him when he is around.
It will be interesting to see what Monday brings with the hearing.
A little poem for your Nan.
Ask My Mum How She Is...
My Mum, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before.
But from now until she dies,
She'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my Mum how she is
And because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie
Because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my Mum how she is,
She'll say "I'm alright."
If that's the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night ?
Ask my Mum how she is,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.
Ask my Mum how she is,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For God's sake Mum, just tell the truth,
Just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
She'll lie and say she's fine.
I am Here in Heaven.
I cannot hug her from here.
If she lies to you don't listen,
Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here, Mum,
With all the lies you told!"
Author Unknown
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