Inspiration

Waiting for inspiration to hit me so I can start writing again. No inspiration. So I give up and here I am. Maybe having no inspiration is my inspiration. Or maybe I am just getting desperate...

These past few days have been intense. Mummy just came out of hospital from having an operation and has been in bed recovering. I felt so frustrated I couldn’t just take the pain away for her. Because I couldn’t do that I made sure I did everything else. Helping her where she needed it and giving her ice packs to ease the pain, making sure her water was with ice and sitting holding her hand while she fought the pain. Now she is feeling better, I feel better and know we were all there to support her where she needed it. And God was there with his healing hand.  

When a parent is away things always seem to go wrong. How wrong? Mummy is in hospital and Olive splits her head open wrong. She is rushed off to hospital and with myself in charge I step into place kneeling down to calm a distressed little sister and smooth the frightened tears away from my brother who left the room. Bringing us all together we kneel and pray lifting Olive up to the Lord and also mummy who was going through the operation at the time. When we have all settled it is baths and showers. I go into mummy’s bathroom where Olive had slit her head and, blocking my nose (who knew blood smelt?) I start cleaning. Once that is done I give My brother another hug to reassure him everything will be ok before I get on the phone to Mummy’s best friend Emily and tell her what happened. Before I finish what I am saying she is out the door and on the way over. When she gets here it’s my turn to cry. I now call Emily my second Mama. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without her. I have been thanking God every day for giving my family Emily and her family and their help and support.

Just goes to show even though things can seem hard they do get better. Mummy is now out of bed and almost back her normal self and Olive struts around extremely proud of her three stitches! And me? I found my inspiration. My family and God. Simple. why couldn’t I see that before?