When I began this blog I hoped it would be a place to celebrate all that’s positive about caring for a young disabled adult. As you know, life has a way of skewering the very best of intentions. Doors are still being slammed in our faces, and I’m feeling exhausted, ill and overwhelmed most of the time. So I’m planning to take a proper break over Christmas – the phones are not manned and there’s no pressure to follow this up or chase that down. There’s no one there, everything is on hold until January. I’m determined to take a break and see if that clarifies what I should do next. I may write, I may not, I’m not going to pile any additional pressure on myself.
Even the (far too small) Christmas tree is sitting forlornly in the living room, undecorated and unloved. And the news on new bungalows is that no way have we any hope of purchasing one now and probably not in the future either.
The Christmas tree will get done. The essential things will get done. My two girls are doing well, and a night out to see Star Wars has been booked, so I’m hanging on to those things even as life keeps pelting lemons at me. And since I’m now allergic too all things citrus, I can’t even make lemonade!