12.51pm- times, they are a changin'

Times most certainly are changing.

The house has a stank about it that only comes from 3 weeks of Mummy being gone.

My poor little MIL cries alot.

I no longer think that 82 is a 'good innings'.

I now wear flat, slip on , old italian lady scuffs.

Family is foremost.

Drawings come easy to me but only I can see the real meaning, or, I should say, my real meaning- you will see your own.

Drugs for depression are only half the treatment; someone who listens without judgement is the other half.

Times, they are a changin'

Tears flow easy and my hair is long ( ish)

Old friends and old not friends can find you on facebook

the date yesterday was 22/6 and marks 27 years of being together with Marc.....

weight continues to fall- this is good, this is very good

for the first time in about 10 years i actually feel like going for a walk

i am thinking of ways to earn some money, keep the cottage going and be useful without compromising me

i have had it with some people
and not had it with others

the door is open
I am Glen 20-ing the stank

Pop Ins of a positive nature are welcome, always.

Family business today, tonight, this weekend................

thinking of ideas to be productive  at Rose Cottage

yes

times, they are a changin'