Sunday, May 30, 2010

Settling in

We've been in the flats a few months now and it is slowly starting to feel like "home." At first it was a nightmare of hideous proportions, with wistful dreams of the home I had lost coming nightly to haunt me, but now, with the courtyard landscaped and soothed by hubbie and my room featuring a chosen print and my books, my heart warms to it. Finally.

And son1 is determinedly learning to manage, in his own way, at his own level. Emotionally most importantly, cooking and cleaning will follow, he manages a quick hoover and beans on toast, probably more than many 21 year olds do. Son2 is slowly elevating my blood pressure by his exam brinkmanship; if he gets into university though, I will miss his funny loving presence here, one more loss to navigate.

And work and family continue to demand and strain my ability to live happily, but at the end of each day, I snuggle into my bed, in my home once more, safe and sound and settled. And I rise in the morning ready to face another day....