Every now and then something a little bit awesome happens. Something unexpected and beautiful and perhaps a little crazy that seems to come just a the right time, like a smile and a big hug from a toddler who has driven you to your wits end all day, it makes everything feel OK again.
I have been absolutely overwhelmed by the sheer amount of kindness and caring and love that has been poured out by the blogging community (especially) over the last few days. I am so proud to be part of it all but, and I still consider myself a relative newcomer to the scene, I have really seen what a genuine community it can be over the last few days.
One that pulls together and reaches out to help people that they have never met and only know through words and posts and tweets. And that’s just amazing.
I’m a little bit nervous. Liz is a proper grown up who is not scared of taking on horrible old ladies or tweeting the council for answers, Annie is, well she’s Annie (do I curtsey when I meet her?).
But mainly I am hugely grateful. And not just for their help but to all of you for supporting and encouraging me, offering things from toys to pans and paint and loveliness. You’re all beyond fantastic.
Updates will come as and when it’s possible this week, in between psychological assessments and wallpaper stripping and toddler wrangling. At least I’m keeping busy eh?