This morning a neighbour reversed his car up my garage and sat there sipping his coffee while I hurriedly got myself out of bed. Normally I am up early but he managed to catch me napping. When I finally got outside, I was greeted by a heap of things for my ‘fix a house’ project; carpets, curtains, pillows, clothes, and even kitchen appliances. It felt like Christmas and I don’t even get to keep the stuff!!
Last week while we were building our first house, a lady approached us. She is well known in Sir Lowry’s Village as she has made it one of her personal projects. She made a very simple deal with us; if we supply the time, she will supply materials for future upgrades. You can imagine how my jaw must have dropped to hear such a generous offer! It does of course mean that we need to find some cash to cover the labour costs and plenty more of the stuff my neighbour sourced but it makes me so excited just to think about it!
There is of course one other little problem. How much time do I really have to dedicate to this project? Not a whole lot, but with that kind of offer on the table, it would be good that I find some! Either that or I need to find a couple more people to help!
I am overwhelmed by the generosity of this lady as well as my neighbours, thank you all so much!!!
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Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Children lost
A terrible thing happened on our street this weekend. One of my neighbours lost his children. Forever!
It should never happen, but it turns out that it can.
Imagine a whirl wind romance over the internet. Follow this up with a divorce, full custody of the children to the wife, and the newly ex husband left with nothing. The newly freed wife off on a plane across the world to pursue her love interests with her internet beau, with her children in tow.
Far be it for me to comment on other people’s relationships but I do feel for my neighbour.
Imagine knowing that you have said goodbye to your children and that you may not see them again for many years... Imagine knowing that your future relationship with your children will be telephone only and that your life as a dad is over, even though it should not be...even though you don’t want it to be.
The pain inside! The agony of the loss! The endless questioning of self, what could I have done differently? The sense of failure! Wanting to forget but not daring to! Wanting to move on but without deserting your flesh and blood. It has to be tough, far tougher than I would dare to imagine.
It makes me want to go out and fix it, but unfortunately there is little that I can change. All I can offer is friendship and support. But it still makes me feel rather helpless.
It should never happen, but it turns out that it can.
Imagine a whirl wind romance over the internet. Follow this up with a divorce, full custody of the children to the wife, and the newly ex husband left with nothing. The newly freed wife off on a plane across the world to pursue her love interests with her internet beau, with her children in tow.
Far be it for me to comment on other people’s relationships but I do feel for my neighbour.
Imagine knowing that you have said goodbye to your children and that you may not see them again for many years... Imagine knowing that your future relationship with your children will be telephone only and that your life as a dad is over, even though it should not be...even though you don’t want it to be.
The pain inside! The agony of the loss! The endless questioning of self, what could I have done differently? The sense of failure! Wanting to forget but not daring to! Wanting to move on but without deserting your flesh and blood. It has to be tough, far tougher than I would dare to imagine.
It makes me want to go out and fix it, but unfortunately there is little that I can change. All I can offer is friendship and support. But it still makes me feel rather helpless.
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