My word of the week is :
This is because I have found it hard with my son obsessing with questions about death. This triggers a lot of anxiety for me. My OCD has been learing it’s ugly head. It is not surprising as it likes to prey on me when I am venerable and scared.
Still, I have learnt to pay attention on other things in my life that has helped distract me.
I love my photography and getting creative. I didn’t realise how much I love texture and shapes. But I can get totally get lost in it when I am free and not got a child hanging of me 😉
This week I have found the love of getting lost in books. Recently I have been trying out different book but one thing or another I just couldn’t get into them. I just find the writing styles so boring or the topic unappealing. Finally I cracked it and just on my second book. It is one of the best things when you can get lost in the book and can’t wait to get to bed in the evening and read.
I have completed all the Father’s day stuff out For Sunday. It is also my mum’s birthday and hubby’s on the next seven days. Grrrrr, I really should of planned better but at least it is all sorted now.
One last note what the fuck is the whether about, oh my days. But it was lovely last Sunday to watch the thunder storms. The boys loved watching the sky light up with the lightening.
Cheers for reading X