So much uncertainty, so much mystery to come over the next few months.
But today brought a highly intriguing puzzle of it’s own.
A good – very good – mystery.
But one that so far has left myself and my super-sleuth wife scratching our collective nappers.
A big box of luxury chocolates arrived at Chez Slorance this morning. All sorts of milk chocs, dark chocs, pralines – ya dancer!
But no note, no message, nothing to identify the sender.
Such a brilliant gesture deserves our thanks, and I’d like to be able to thank the benefactor personally if they’d be willing to make themselves known?
Chocolates are just the thing to put a smile on the family’s face at the moment – though I already hear Louise next door trying to convince the kids that they’re for the adults of the house!
I’ll put her right. It’s important to me that people can put their focus on Louise and my kids, and on my mum and dad, and on my sister, and on the others close to me.
I’ve reflected a lot that my bit of this is the easy bit. Scary, painful, but easy.
My family are the ones who will need to live with the consequences. My absences at hospital. My lack of energy or enthusiasm. My mood swings. OK, they have to deal with most of this already, but you get the gist!
Thank you for the on-going support.
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