The lone male swimmer made a snide remark this morning. I don't think he was being mean but he could have kept his mouth shut. I was the last lady out of the pool, leaving just him thrashing about in his own space. I smiled and said how lucky he was to have the pool to himself, no kids no ladies and he replied NO CHATTING!
Now I know we do talk a lot, but we've got a lot to say. And there are six of us with busy lives and families, and none of us is a shrinking violet, either. So there is plenty of competition for 'air time'.
His comment got me thinking about how the past year would have been without these wonderful ladies to share Mom's illness with. I'm quite sure that I wouldn't have coped with it as well as I have if I hadn't been able to escape to the pool and have a bit of a chat. Perhaps that's why Dad is finding it a bit difficult, he hasn't got anyone to just chat to, it isn't a man-thing to chat without purpose or inhibitions. Well, it comes naturally to me.
I had a second reminder of the importance of telling people how you feel. I was thrilled to received a phone call from a friend in South Africa. She has been reading this blog and felt closer to us because of it. I am most encouraged by this, and by almost 500 of you who have read this blog this month! Thank you.
But please remember that blogging, as with chatting, is a two-way communication, so please leave your comments and feedback. And follow the blog, or Twitter for updates.
But please remember that blogging, as with chatting, is a two-way communication, so please leave your comments and feedback. And follow the blog, or Twitter for updates.