Sally, I'm way beyond middle age and can say that the worrying about children never stops. I also remember my father in law saying on the birth of our first child that worries will now start and they won't stop until we're 6 feet under. Resilience and independence has nothing to do with it because they're the fruit of our loins, we love them and that's the price of love. You can add grandchildren into the mix too.
Which brings me to afternoon teas. WHAT a good idea!!! No one does it now - it seems to be coffee-shops or nothing and how can one possibly get into the deep and meaningfuls in a noisy coffee shop? I would much prefer to have friends to my home and bake them something (most likely the mandarin and rraspberry cake since seeing the recipe) special which is its own kind of love really, isn't it?
Sadness is present in old age too - we're now on the downhill run and we want to grab every minute with loved ones and cram ourselves full of memories before we're too infirm to do a thing! I love that whenever friends and family drop in, there'll always be a cake or slice to have with a cuppa. It's just how my mum used to do it.
I hope the apple doesn't fall far from the tree...
Hey Prue thanks so much for you reply. Gosh this reminds me of my mum she said the same as your FiL. Itās the quandary of the excitement and pride of watching their journey whilst missing them and as you say wanting to cram every moment into your own days. I hope you enjoy an afternoon tea soon with a pal x
Such beautiful writing Sally, and Iām absolutely in those same trenches with you!
Mums and women unite šŖš»šŖš» xx
Sally, I'm way beyond middle age and can say that the worrying about children never stops. I also remember my father in law saying on the birth of our first child that worries will now start and they won't stop until we're 6 feet under. Resilience and independence has nothing to do with it because they're the fruit of our loins, we love them and that's the price of love. You can add grandchildren into the mix too.
Which brings me to afternoon teas. WHAT a good idea!!! No one does it now - it seems to be coffee-shops or nothing and how can one possibly get into the deep and meaningfuls in a noisy coffee shop? I would much prefer to have friends to my home and bake them something (most likely the mandarin and rraspberry cake since seeing the recipe) special which is its own kind of love really, isn't it?
Sadness is present in old age too - we're now on the downhill run and we want to grab every minute with loved ones and cram ourselves full of memories before we're too infirm to do a thing! I love that whenever friends and family drop in, there'll always be a cake or slice to have with a cuppa. It's just how my mum used to do it.
I hope the apple doesn't fall far from the tree...
Hey Prue thanks so much for you reply. Gosh this reminds me of my mum she said the same as your FiL. Itās the quandary of the excitement and pride of watching their journey whilst missing them and as you say wanting to cram every moment into your own days. I hope you enjoy an afternoon tea soon with a pal x