Finding A Rhythm.

It's been a different kind of summer holiday for us....for a start, we haven't been away & following the loss of my Dad in late June, life has been quiet & small.
I've been very conscious of my desire & need to keep my little family close.We found our rhythm though....we've  had "sofa days", as my son calls them, & we've had some fantastic & fun days out & about in London.I want my children to love this city as much as I do, I want them to feel comfortable in its busyness & its bustle, to be interested in everything that it has to offer.
We've walked & talked, eaten, photographed, read, marvelled & watched.Museums, Chinatown, bus, tube, markets, Notting Hill, Greenwich, ice cream....
I've wanted & needed some alone time & there hasn't been much of that, I don't think that I've even begun the grieving process, but school starts again soon for my children & I'll have plenty of time then.
Life moves you along....my son is 10 next month. TEN!!!And my daughter starts an important school year with big exams not so far away.
I made a list of of smallish jobs to be done around the house & because we've been at home, things have got done....I am - and I say this softly & carefully - actually enjoying the renovation process right now.I can see changes &, downstairs at least, the house is coming together.
Today we leave for a week in Wales, time at a very quiet beach, just the four of us....I cannot wait. I've packed as if for winter since the summer seems to have moved on....I am expecting rain so any sunshine will be a bonus.We will hunker down, read, walk on the beach, eat at the local pub, play games (no wifi, woo hoo!) & talk. Happy days, family time.
And then school starts in one week's time & we find yet another rhythm....and on it goes....  
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