I expect today to be an emotional day for three main reasons : firstly, this morning will be the last time that I will see Joshua until Monday evening and that is a really long time without seeing or being with him. This is his short breaks/respite weekend and we are going away on a trip overseas tonight, so I have been busy packing both for his weekend away, buying pet food in bulk to leave behind and our packing – although ours is still incomplete and can be finished off this afternoon before we catch our ferry. I have been talking about Joshua’s weekend away with him but I am never sure if he understands, but he does recognise his overnight bag that always goes with him and he seriously studied me packing it last night on his bed. I am optimistic that I will receive timely text updates throughout his weekend, which will keep me updated , preventing me from worrying and wondering.
Secondly, I am having my first ever mammogram this afternoon and I am not really sure what to expect, other than discomfort. So that will be a new procedure in my life, now that I have reached that age in my life when the risk of breast cancer is highest. It has coincided with a diagnosis for an important lady in my life, as she begins her chemotherapy next week and I wish her well and a speedy recovery.
Thirdly, this morning is the harvest festival at Joshua’s school and I have always loved this celebration. I recall the first one that I went to back in 2011, back then the whole school walked down to the local parish church, which was a feat in itself. I sat at the back of the church and was overwhelmed by the singing, signing, joyand care in the church and I cried throughout it. Lots of concerned staff stoppped me on the way out to check that I was OK and I sobbed that I “loved it” through my uncontrollable tears. I am made of stronger stuff 7 years later, as I have seen several more school performances like that since, and although I may shed a tear or two at something poignant, I am ready and armed with tissues.