Yesterday I was meant to go to my friend's house in the afternoon and then go to the cinema with the girls but it didn't happen. At ten in the morning my Uncle Stuart called to tell me that my Uncle Charlie had died during the night (this fact has yet to be confirmed as my family has communication issues). So, as a distressed seventeen year old girl often does, I called my mum. Even though I think it was about two in the morning her time. She, like the lovely mum she is answered :) (love you mum!!!) She then told me that my Great Auntie Moira had had a stroke on Friday and suggested that I ring my Uncle Wally to see if she was alright. So I called him and asked how Auntie Moira was and he said, 'Oh didn't you know? She died last night' So at this point I was quite an emotional wreck and called my mum back wooooohhhh it was well shocking. So then I had to ring up all my friends and tell them I didn't feel up to going out. But one of my friends came round to cheer me up :) later that night Heather's nephew and neices stayed the night. Today I was feeling much better and went to town with some friends for some last minute shopping and tours of Oxford. Tomorrow I'm going to see Les Miserables in London with one of my friends (Do you still read my blog Rosa??) I'm also going to the Tower of London and Camden Market and Hamsted Heath. yayyyy :) Its ridiculously close to my last day. In moments like these I like to stop for just a moment and think about all the amazing opportunities I've been given over the past few months. Although the loss of my Auntie Moira and Uncle Charlie has affected me greatly, I'm extremely thankful that I was blessed with their presence even if it was a short time. And sometimes, all you really need is to sit down with a cup of tea and look back on what's been truely important...
Love to you all
xxx Emma
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