Don't faint from shock but yes, this really is layout number two in the same week.
WHAT, WHAT, WHAT? He heeeeeeeeee, shameful and yet exciting; I can't cope with emotions today as it is.
I love the Tim Holtz little stick pins so much. Will use those, a lot, in the next few layouts
Love using my TINSY scalloped edged scissors to cut out leaves from book text
It's a layout Ive been meaning to do for weeks using gathered pieces put in a 12x12 baggy for that spare 15 minutes. I'm a sucker for grabbing lovely little bits that I know will work together on a layout and chucking them in a bag only to bore holes into the back of my head from the guilt of not doing anything with them (that was a stupidly long sentence, even I ran out of breath!). So I had 15 minutes today whilst belle was not well AGAIN in bed this morning. And this is the result.
So Belle was off yesterday. Its weird because I brought her up her breakfast and served it whilst tidying down her bed. I didn't pay much attention to her face this time, I was pre-occupied gathering her uniform etc etc. She never complained but just sat there, dainty as a wispy angel and ploughed through her bacon sandwiches and coffee. Then I went into my room to make the bed and come 8.30am, she strolls through for her hair brushing when I took one look at her face. OMG, it was so pale and there were not dark circles under her eyes but instead brown, like bruises. What on earth? I said to her "you are not well are you?" and she said "I don't feel too good but I want to go to school" (she would go to school everyday that kid, I'm telling you). I did not let her go and sent her back to bed. It was clearly hay fever as she was sneezing and itchy but unlike any hayfever I have seen in her, ever. I closed her dark curtains and let her rest until 2pm! So this morning Mark woke her up at 7am to give her some antihistamine but come 8am when I got her up for school, she was out of it again - up until lunch time anyway, after she had perked right up. I think half a tablet will do form now on!
It was just before I sent her back to school that I noticed a facebook update from one of my friends. It was along the lines of "RIP mum, you were so good and we love you - from the boysxx". I thought it was weird because my friends mum had died not so long back and I didn't get it. A few minutes later, people were writing tributes on her page and I then realised that the message had been written by her boys under her guise. The sad, awful truth sank in and I started to panic, feel sick and go very light headed. As the day unfolded it materialised that my lovely friend had committed suicide. Words can NOT describe how those words cannot be fully processed when you know that person had everything to live for. Nobody saw it coming and then you sit there and try and comprehend why it happened and why you couldn't do anything about it to help them. Its really cut me in two. I get so affected by these things in such close circles. I have been very blue about it all day and I must shake myself up. Perhaps I just might allow myself to be miserable about it today. It is, by no exception, one of the most strangest feelings I have had to deal with in a long time and I won't relish that again. **Sleep tight, Regan**