My life is truly bad. I don’t want to talk about it really and I don’t know what to do. Whatever my best is, it just isn’t enough. I am letting Haakon down. Watching him in pain is destroying me (and him).
This afternoon, Floss and I went to chat with the Minions. I need distracting and luckily Albie, Storm and Newt were happy to oblige.
The others ate their carrots and got on with what they wanted to do – eat. I sat on a rock and waited to see who wanted to talk.
The boys stood around me and I dished out the kisses.
Honestly, there is nothing better.
Their support and love is wonderful.
Newt was extra snuggly.
He made me smile when very little does.
And he posed for a selfie.
Meanwhile Storm was treating Floss and her coat like an Activity Centre.
There is something about Floss’ coat – it attracts small ponies. We decided Storm was chanting “why are you hitting yourself, why are you hitting yourself” like an annoying little brother.
I need my MInions. They help.