I didn’t post this morning, and as a result this really does conclude my week.
A word I have already used, re-used.
Fortunately for a number of reasons.
For the negative, a deadline has come and gone.
Something which has weighed on so many minds for over a year.
Dependent now on the decisions of one.
To allow everyone to move on to the next chapter of their lives.
To move on from the mess and unhappiness of the past 55 weeks.
And so, we wait and see what the impact will be.
And yet, and yet.
My husband has taken so much this week.
Because the deadline imposed by the person was last Friday.
And whilst he did not have to suffer me last weekend.
He had me full force this week.
As I tried to balance the waiting game at work with the blessing of CM’s 6th birthday.
And whilst the stress I feel in expectation of getting this right for her would usually wash over me, because of this it felt so much worse.
As we waited.
And yes, all of the little touches absolutely made CM’s day.
She made me beam from ear to ear.
And then I got the news, we were now issuing the deadline, close of play Friday.
Back to tense.
And today, with my day off changed from Monday to Friday, I have focused on getting everything ready for CM’s birthday party- the ‘will it or won’t it’ dilemma of fondant icing fitting over her cake, neatly.
And the deadline passed.
And the hubby got to listen to me, and know not what to do a bit more.
And the fondant looks ok.
But more so, because as we decorated, CM thanked me for making the cake, for the things which were being done to make her party amazing.
And so, I have to focus.
That my anticipation is yes, about getting resolution, so that we can all move on.
But more so.
To get a bit of earworm: “Celebrate good times, c’mon”.
To this Sunday, to CM’s 6th birthday party.
Life really is amazing.