Well, I am back home waiting for Tam and Rosie to arrive. I'm all set up at the Fair though I could have done with a little more room. We used to have a triple pitch, and that gave us room for Keith's militaria (two tables, one behind the other) and my end had room for some chairs/small pieces of furniture. Ah well, I have more stock in a box under the table and can replace anything I sell.
It was hard going into the big Glass House - this time last year Tam and I took Keith . . . It was pre-Covid when Keith and I last had our stand there. It was nice to see old friends, and have hugs, but I did feel lost without Keith. Fortunately Brita had laid on some young and willing helpers so I didn't have to carry anything heavy to my stand, and as a consequence, don't feel as shattered as I expected. The drive home was OK too, as in bright sunshine, and not like a previous time when I came from Carms, when it was nearly dark when I left and I had to drive home being dazzled by car headlights till I was past Llandovery and heading up into the hills.
I'm a bit worried about whether the car will start tomorrow, as it didn't want to today. It took 3 goes, and has started each time since (but the engine was still warm). I went into the garage before coming home - they checked the battery (OK, replaced recently) and said it might be the starter motor. It would need to come in for tests. Meanwhile, park it on a slope and cross my fingers!
On the way home, I drove along the A40 and was suddenly hit SO hard by past memories when Dryslwyn Castle came into view and I was taken back to the first time we ever drove that stretch of road, back in March 1988, going to explore Llandeilo for the first time. My eyes filled with tears and I let out a choking moan of loss.
After feeling that I just COULDN'T manage this weekend (tiredness etc) this morning, I am now feeling more confident again, and will try and keep up that positivity. Meanwhile, Tam and Rosie have arrived so will go and keep them company.
You're an impressively strong hearted woman. Those moments of sudden grief must be devastating, but you carry on so well--and you have your wonderful children to help you. I hope the fair is fun and a big success, new memories as life goes on. Be sure to bring food and drinks, stay fueled and hydrated. I have to admit an unreliable car---and your mountains!---would terrify me, I'd stay home. Would you consider a sales partner, some upcoming young dealer to work w you? And drive, lift and carry? And the militaria--estate auction instead of piecemeal selling? Surely an organized online and live auction would sell things faster and you could move on to your own interests.
ReplyDeletePS previously post: I still love that tall crock/ vase w the painted wildflowers, lovely piece.
Dear BB, YOU CAN DO IT! Good Luck with your stand at The Fair. Fingers crossed you sell lots, so you don't have to bring it home. Hugs Xx
ReplyDeleteYou are doing so well. Good luck tomorrow and I do hope your vehicle starts in the morning.
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Lots of positive thoughts coming your way for a successful fair -especially new owners for quilts! - and safe driving too. Good to know you will be returning to a warm home and hugs from Tam and Rosie. I’ve just remembered we used to do “Clap hands, daddy’s home” when mine were babies. “Clap hands, Gram’s home” from Rosie this evening perhaps! Sarah x
ReplyDeleteI hope your day is going well..take the positive and run with it x
ReplyDeleteYou are very brave to face up to these challenges and I trust that today will go well.
ReplyDeleteMy GriefShare group calls these 'moments' Grief Triggers. I see something or hear something (a song perhaps on the radio, a certain christmas carol back in December), or smells or items my departed son would like, or did like, or had... Lost my only child, my son on 10/17/2024 from a devastating very quick moving sudden illness; he had tummy upset while we were out doing his grocery shop (he was double leg amputee, in wheel chair) on September 29th, on Oct 2nd he sounded horrific on phone and I brought him soups and cold/flu medications but suggested he got to ER and he said he'd be fine, blah blah. He ended up collapsing on 10/7/2024 at his home, rushed to hospital but never woke up again. He actually had double pneumonia with three bacteria in lungs, and he passed from heart failure / respiratory failure at 12:08 PM 10/17/2024. He was only 44 years old. I am so lost without my son, Mike. Dawn P. Albany, GA USA
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