And so it goes...

posted on: Tuesday, 28 June 2011

The sojourn to Wimbledon was lovely; so utterly British and proper. My main recollection: Pimms in glasses and beautiful blue hydrangeas in every flower pot. Ralph Lauren blazers worn by all of the linesmen and women; very dapper. We go again on Thursday for another onslaught of 'Corporate Entertainment' where the highest echelons of corporate wifery are required; pretty dresses and sparkling repartee...

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Meanwhile on the home front, days of a more trying kind. Trying to be a good parent, a bastion of good advice and calmness. This has partially alluded me this week as Boo has veered from happy to sad to downright anxious about a school trip. Oh if only I could give her the life experience to see that she will grow from things that challenge her. When your kids have to do tough things it makes you question whether you should save them from their own anxieties. I run with the view that says 'she has to learn'. But my goodness, it's hard to stand by and know that you could take it all away by saying an emphatic 'you don't have to go.'

I turn to reading John Updike in times of trouble - I like his salty New England observations. Am I the only one who loves this writer? What is it? Currently reading 'The Witches of Eastwick'...

I mentioned I was seeing many-a-specialist in efforts to resolve the pain issue. So far it's been one step forward, two steps back. It's funny isn't it how many of the alternative therapies purport to 'fix you', yet it's unclear what actually delivers a fix. All I know is that the fix is not yet in my grasp and the pain persists. I do sometimes exactly did I get here? Did I loose my compass?

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  1. Raising kids is tough. My kids would get physically sick when they were stressed about something and not necessarily about the trip. Maybe there was a kid that was mean to them or they were afraid they would get lost.

    I've never read Updike. Being an American, I like to read British cozies when I feel bad.

    Enjoy your time at Wimbledon. It's fun to dress up once in a while. I wonder if we will ever get back to the days of hats and gloves and heels as every day wear.

    When you first mentioned your face pain, I thought of teeth. Do you clench your teeth at night? Maybe there is some root damage.

    I wish you the best.

  2. We love John Updike here too! The Rabbit series is just brilliant, and now you've made me want to read them all again. Thanks for the reminder. Never been to Wimbledone - infact I've never been interested in tennis, but over the past year Luca has been taking tennis lessons and now I find myself drawn into it, just a little. Enjoy the Pimms!

  3. I hated going on school trips when I'd be away from home for anything longer than a day but in hindsight they were really good, character building (to use the dreaded cliche!) trips. And I'm sure you'll get the best hug from Boo when she comes home :)

  4. Isn't it hard being a parent ~ wanting to cocoon them and at the same time pushing them out into the world saying try it ~ really!! I wish they could find the cause of your pain Lou ~ it makes my heart heavy knowing what you are going through. Sending you a big hug across the miles. xo

  5. So sorry to hear that the road to recovery isn't a straight one. Fingers crossed for you to find out soon what it is that is causing you pain - and to find a cure. xx

  6. I just discovered your lovely blog. I'm just new into blogging this year & have just finished off my own daily blog on fashion, food, travel & interior design.
    I had a lot of fun putting it together maybe you would like to check it out if you have a spare minute.

  7. Poor Boo. Do you know the cause of her anxiety? I hope she isn't being bullied or something :(

    Sending you my love and healing powers (maybe that will be more effective)



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