Sometimes in Life certain things get thrown at you that you have to just deal with. About six weeks ago my dad was taken ill and I've had to step up and fill his size ten shoes with my size nine ones. There is a little bit of wiggle room!
With most of my family member being ill most of the time, my dad is normally the one person all of us can rely on, to be fine well and healthy. I know I'm being a little moany right now and most people will be thinking 'oh boo hoo the poor little girl has had to grow up' or something similar which is fine with me because that's what my head is saying too. But it's not that simple. For years and years with me being ill so young I have always though I'm slightly more grown up than I should be. Maybe I'm doing fine, I don't know.
So the title of this blog may have been slightly misleading but that's how I feel I feel like I've got lots of walls in my way that I have to climb over and then a pile of gates that I have to tunnel under and then when I finally get to the door it's locked and there's no way in.
One of the gates is my mother. We have an unfortunate habit of being able to get on each others nerves effortlessly, but when my dad had to go into hospital I think I managed to get passed that gate at least for a little while. Tomorrow I have work and i get to teach a girl to play guitar so maybe that will help my current low mood.
One think I haven't mentioned is the ropes that keep coming over those walls and hauling me up I don't think I could have coped without my friends and my church family. So before I finish this little moan I just want to say. Thank you.
