On Friday I received a text I really didn't want to receive; that my friend's mother had died that morning. My friend is very closed with her emotions and I wondered how to behave. When my mother in law died three years ago she was there for me almost everyday with smokes and booze. Talking me through, making me laugh. So I decided to do the same. I bought booze, I bought her crappy women's mags and I bought her chocolate. I spent 12 hours there, with our other friends, talking about all kinds of shit. Ranging from body hair to Bill Nighy having smelly feet (one of my friends grew up with him).
At the end we all hugged her goodnight and she went off to her father's the next morning.
That next morning was the 3 year anniversary of the death of my mother-in-law. I had to go to St Paul's Cathedral later during the day on Saturday - so I lit two candles. One for my friend's mother and one for my mother-in-law.
“Death ends a life, not a relationship.” - Robert Benchley
So I'm trying not to feel too maudlin at the moment. I'm full of cold which is making me feel grrrrrr. I've still got a fractured foot, however the sun is shining, my friend Lilla arrives from Sydney today and it's my birthday week
So things are looking up.
I'm not going to work today, just try and get some work for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday as I need to make some bags later and edit some photographs.
So off I go to do the things I need to.
My photography account
My photography stock account
My 'art' account
Quote of the day
"art is never finished, only abandoned" - Leonardo Da Vinci