I do love Mondays, I really do. Yes, the weekend is over but there is a whole new exciting week ahead of you. I honestly think you need to (try to) embrace it. Give yourself a shake and move forward. Who knows what the week will hold.
Each Monday I write a post, that includes some of the things that we love at The Ana Mum Diary. I am trying, to help get rid the Monday blues, with beautiful things. I will virtual shop for your every need. Perhaps introducing you to something that you may have not seen or been to before. You are in good hands, so sit back and grab yourself a cuppa.
I wrote in a previous post about my Little Granddad, who was in fact my Great Granddad. He was very, very special to me, I remember that he bought me a Harmonica (much to my Mum and Dads delight ) which I adored. I played it all the time, in my head I was a fantastic player. In reality it must have been a terrible din!
I once (I think I was around 4) ran away from home…well I ran all the way around the corner to his house anyway. That seems so young, doesn’t it? I can’t imagine how worried everyone must have been. I’m not even sure why I did it.
My Mum always describes all of his kitchen cupboards as being full of sugar and condensed milk. I think a reminder of days of rationing and so condensed milk always reminds me of him.
I was still very young, just 5 when he died. Though I remember that I was upset, I have a vague memory of having a special photograph of him in my bed at night. What I don’t remember, is that I lost some of my hair. A small patch of it, I suppose through the stress of it all.