It had been our intention to tell the kids about the bad news this evening and we had made special arrangements with the schedule of an event that Boogle was attending after school. However, her insistence that she wanted to take part in all elements of the event combined with my mother's visit tomorrow means that there is yet more delay.
My mam is coming up from South Wales with her brothers and sister Gandalf, Mr Butcher and Lindylu tomorrow, so it will be good to see them. The kids will be happy to see some familiar faces after school.
Given this evening's events and tomorrow's visit it makes sense to save the conversation with the children until Friday then we can manage them through the weekend without packing them off to school the next day and without other people being here. There is a lot of opportunity to provide the emotional support they need over the weekend period.
There is no wish to delay this, I really would like to get on with it as soon as possible as we can then all move on as a unit. At the same time I don't want to force the event. Suffice to say though that even if a moutain were to get in the way of the conversation on the weekend the mountain will have to move.
Meanwhile, my dad is now in a stroke rehabilitation unit in the Rhondda valleys. He has his good privacy with his own room, shower and television and is being well looked after. Unfortunately the physical impact of the stroke seems to be quite heavy and there is a long road ahead for him. My thoughts are with him and my mam.
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