Proud mum

 


To keep it brief, very un-Gilly-like, I had stress and anxiety on Saturday and came to the sad conclusion that it was best not to return to my job at the restaurant. I have no idea what caused my distress - I did enjoy the work and my colleagues were so lovely, but it is what it is.

Yesterday it was my son's graduation and it was his 22nd birthday. He looked so smart and grown up (sorry, he wouldn't let me use a photo). His birth just seemed such a short time ago. Life just flies past as a rate of knots. The sun was shining and we had a lovely day. Hopefully he'll be graduating again next year! 

I've bought a dress, well several actually. However, one is for my cousin's wedding in November. It's a style which I'd say is new for me, but I love it and can't wait to wear it. Think Marilyn Monroe on steroids. The only problem is, that for a dress in my size, my very voluptuous bottom half doesn't match my not so endowed top half. I either need to nip and tuck around the boob area or buy a HH bra and stick a pair of Mark's socks into it. I shall tell you my plans nearer the time.

We've finally finished decorating the porch. My artwork wasn't quite how I planned but the the mutual decision for plan B - on the shelf - is fine enough. However, in the second photo below, that picture is mine. I'm pretty sure it was my 'O' level art exam. I got a B. I'm very proud of it and it's only taken almost 40 years to frame it lol.

Being a mother is learning about strengths you didn't know you had, and dealing with fears you didn't know existed.



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