Another day begins, it’s gonna be a better one. Photo by David Fitzpatrick
Dear Simon
You’ve gone too far this time. I know you got nervous when the Navy super came through. You think having some money in the bank is a dangerous thing for me. (By the way there’s still no sign of the life insurance or super from that bloody big bank but I’m sure that doesn’t surprise you. I have the same case manager as you had for the double heart bypass when they took six months to pay the income protection insurance).
Anyway I know you think I’ll blow all the money, but honestly the jeans, skirt, top and necklace were ON SALE. There was no need to confiscate all the cards to the account. One minute I had the cards, the next minute they disappeared into thin air. I know full well you are behind it. You realise we NEED TO EAT don’t you?
Of course I managed to get around your trickery, my friend Ben at the local branch, got me out of trouble. He’s the guy I scarred for life when a couple of days after you died he tried to tell me we needed to reorganise our debt and I bluntly told him my husband was dead and I would clear all the debt once his bank paid your life insurance. We are friends now, he takes good care of me. Yesterday, he wanted me to open a new account so my Navy cash could get a better interest rate. My how times change.
Ben has ordered me a new card. So there.
Did you enjoy the send off for Alex? I pictured the two of you up there, sitting in fold up chairs, beer in hand, commentating on the proceedings. Lu gave a brilliant eulogy, we women rock. It was all so moving, moments of humour, moments of heart-break.
I hope you are keeping up to date with our lives through reading the blog. You will be aware from yesterday’s piece Things Fall Apart that we’ve had a tough week. I was going to call that blog It All Turns To Shit but decided to go with the more literary Yeats quote so I sounded all smart like. You would be very proud of your daughters, in the middle of it all I said something about being defeated. Princess Child corrected me “we are not defeated we are simply struggling at the moment”.
Well that’s all for now, we will struggle on, first time in ages I’ve managed to write a blog post in the morning, now we are all running late, but never mind.
love
Janine
I read your blog this morning Janine and immediately after spied a quote in my twitter feed – “Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent” (Marilyn vos Savant). Your struggles to keep going are an inspiration. Much love to you all.
Love that quote Natalie.
You and your girls do rock. Using Princess Child’s words you may be struggling but you are doing it with grace and a kick a$& attitude.
Considering your week who would question a little retail therapy!
Thank you Kylee, it was lovely to see Paul on the weekend.
You have been firm in my thoughts this week I know Sunday is a terrible burden with a lead-up and reminders amongst other things…. glad at least your bank manager and the Navy is looking after you somewhat.. fking annoyed that the insurance company is dragging it’s heels!! The way you are processing and coping can only be called amazing Janine – am sending you love and support and whatever else you need, please let me/us know – no empty offer there! xxx
Thank you Melissa.
Hello my dear. Thank you so much for stopping by my blog the other day. I think of you and your girls often, and it’s truly shameful that I don’t get here more to tell you so. I’ll be better about that. I think you’re right about grief not being a linear thing. Have faith that those dips and furls of the roller coaster will (eventually) start to even out. Someday, someday. XO
Thank you lovely Lauren, it is so hard to try to keep up with everyone’s blogs, and you all do such great work.