I’ll start with the worst news, starting at the important bit my aunt is alive; my aunt was on holiday in Germany and was hit by a truck. My aunt is the most beautiful woman I have ever met inside and out. She has beautiful long dark hair & dark eyes and is tall and slim, I have adored her since she was my favourite uncle’s girlfriend. She is a nurse, she was a stay at home mum, and they live on a farm in Victoria Australia. As a country girl she devotes herself to family and nursing, and is the most placid human on Earth; despite the fact she is married to and the mother of sweet but fiery redheads (one brunette is or was a fiery redhead. You know wonderful but loud.
I don’t know what’s happening because she’s so far away, but my Mum’s a wreak, she’s petrified her brother is going to… I don’t want to say it, & I’m scared for her; horribly enough my eldest is scared for me. But I don’t believe it’s that bad (touching wood) or I don’t think I could bear to write.
And horribly enough life is just marching on. I just heard some of the subjects my second youngest wants to study next year won’t be available. And then I found out their next subject in both English and Humanities is the Holocaust. One of the most horrific and despicable occurance (there aren’t appropriate words for something this bad are there?) in human history! I can’t see what benefit a detailed (2& 1/2 months) 6 periods a week examination of this atrocity. The book they are going to study is an incredibly well written book, but that craftmanship will only ensure the emotions are more keenly felt. Adolescence is a time of emotional vulnerability, I think they are at exactly the wrong age to have the worst of humanity thrust down their throats every day (with Homework) for months. Anyone who isn’t appalled by a few hours of bare statistics at this age are not going to be reachable. If anything studies suggest that this kind of exposure desensitizes.
And my daughter is Autistic with a very strong kicker of Anxiety/Depression and an inability to communicate her emotional needs. We’re working on it but…
Gavin was a pillar of strength, its not his fault but I’m in a mood, he heard the news and fainted leaving me and the support worker that was there to get the youngest from school (sick weather/autism thing).
Good news I made lunch for self, child, husband & mum; with the support worker. Unfortunately I gave Mum hers and then the support worker left, I couldn’t wake Gavin and I was very thirsty, so I sat down & neither ate nor drank until I woke him up, about 45mins of calling.
So apart from reading less posts than I meant to I have yet again failed to get much done because I kept having naps and daydreaming.
I can rise to an emergency (fed child & mum) but collapse as soon as I’m not needed. Unfortunately I also can’t wake myself for round two.
Tomorrow is another day!