There are all sorts of reasons.
One is I’m spending my evenings listening to the Wee Free Men books while making this.
Another is I’ve been making these.
My fragmented family spent time together in it’s sadly constituent parts this year (except me and my sister who didn’t manage to but I did see 2 of my nieces). My brother and lovely E came over from Australia.
And my dad visited from Egypt while my mum popped in to watch the panto and spend an evening. I do hate having a broken family And a broken family on 3 continents sucks.
And the other reason I’m quiet is that I’m building a new shop and rebuilding one of our others. So if you follow me on Instagram, you’ll see more of what we are up to and some lovely new stock updates like these.
Just before Xmas I started taking antidepressants again. I think they blank me out a bit really, make me less of a communicator, though they’ve helped with the anxiety. But I’ve struggled to write what I feel recently. A combination of an email and a thread on a forum I read have made me struggle. One felt like it criticised me for grieving too much and another seemed to criticise me for being someone, one of a group of people, who don’t only run a grief blog, who have more in their life that grief and shrines and who try to move on. One silenced me and the other made me feel too silent. I probably have more to say on that.
But, you know, life is good. It’s just mostly in pictures at the moment.
Oh and crafts – we’ve done lots of nice crafts.