August!

I hate August, I can't help it, it is the month when I lost my darling Daddy, 8 years ago, and it is the month when all of this started.  This year isn't going to be any better, although it is great that my beautiful daughter is going to start her career, it means that when Rob goes back to work on the 20th, and I have my scan, I then have a whole week of taking him to work every day so that I can have the car to go out and try and take my mind off all the awful things that will go through my head until I see the consultant on the 28th, without my gorgeous daughter, so friends out there be aware I am likely to be ringing and texting to say are you busy, do you want a coffee, shall we go somewhere.  Obviously I am hoping to spend some of that week with my handsome son too.  The time between scan and consultants appointment is rubbish, you can't help feeling negative, no matter how much you try.  You always think of all the worst case scenarios, and hope that you are wrong, it doesn't help that I am going to have to ring the Beacon because I still can't find my appointment card, hope that isn't an omen.
If Karma exists I would like to know what my family and I have done that is so awful, and why it is that rapists and murderers don't have to live with it.  I know I shouldn't think like that but I can't help it.  I hope I can create a more positive post next time. xx