When mum and I got to church today we were surprised to see Mary back in her usual place, we were thinking that maybe she has had some kind of recovery but it turned out not be the case. Pat, who is another church lady had given her a lift in to church this morning. On the way home after the service I mentioned to mum that maybe we could give her a lift to church in the future. Mum's reply was that we could give her a lift but so could a lot of the others too, but they won't.
After thinking about it for a couple of minutes I said, "It wouldn't do for us to be the same as everyone else all the time though would it."
"That's true and your thoughts are what make you special but you have to be careful not to make a rod for your own back in such matters."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"It's the sort of thing that could go on for years and you could end up getting stuck with something that is hard to get out of. Or other people thinking that if you can give Mary a lift maybe you could give them one too."
"I know you mean well, but it's best you leave well alone this time dear." She said in a manner that I could tell there was no point in arguing with.
Thankfully this Sunday afternoon was far less eventful than last Sunday. It's been a nice day so after our Sunday lunch mum, dad and myself took a walk along the river bank and then back along the road. It was really nice to just walk along and chat about things. They told me things about the farm and how it might play out for me in the future. I'm not sure, but the way they were talking about things it was as though they expected the farm to one day become mine. I like the thought, but it's a mega scary thought all the same. Imagine if I owned a farm! Who would ever have thought that. Anyway I don't really want to think about that because if it did play out that way it would mean that I would no longer have mum and dad here. Just having that thought now makes me want to cry. I think I would rather die first to be honest.
I didn't get to make an entry yesterday because I was doing other things. I was neglecting my diary, that's the honest true. So much so I have decided tonight that my diary must come first. It never demands anything from me other than a bit of my time yet it's been with me through all the hard times and will hopefully be with me for a long time to come.
Yesterday I was at the stables as always on a Saturday. I was in the training ring again with Lyn, erecting jumps and just generally helping her when needed during the lessons she is giving.
Talking of lessons, Charlotte has expressed a desire to teach me to ride so that we can go out together for rides around the farm. I haven't agreed to anything yet, but the idea is growing on me. I just worry about the horse, also about what happened to mum. She still has terrible pain in her back sometimes from the fall. On the other hand I want to do things with Charlotte as I enjoy her company and we get on okay.
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