Life moves slowly on. It's almost two months since my son passed on. In the day, when I'm reading or pottering about the house, when my eyes are wide open, it's ok; but in the dark sometimes the memories come, like a video and then it's difficult.
Well, my grandson is coming to spend part of his summer holidays (as large a part of it that he can). We'll go fetch him this week, as his holidays begin on the 5th. I know he is looking forward to it with great excitement and grandpa is busy recording movies for both of them to watch together, apart from planning possible trips out of town with him :-)
His sister has agreed--for the very first time--to come and spend a few days with us, without her parents, towards the end of the month, mainly because her mum (my daughter) has to go out of town. She has promised her mother that she will be alright. Once she also comes, I'm sure I'll be too busy to while away time in front of Facebook etc!