9 March 2012

When three becomes two.

It is a sad post today, my friends.

The Eldest has decided that homeschooling is no longer for him. He decided while away on holidays with his Dad that he would give it a shot living with him and returning into the schooling fold.

While I wish him well, I am also quite in the depths of grieving the loss of my son and also reeling from the shock of the incredibly short notice that he had changed his mind.

The Husband suggested getting out of the house and clear our heads. We arrived at a beautiful beach near dusk and let The Littles run. Husband kept them occupied while I walked along the sand, deep in my swirling thoughts; picking up small rocks as I walked along and then tossing them back onto the sand.

Then I came across one which I kept and have brought home. It has a shape of a heart on it and this rock summed up that day beautifully. There was love. There was coldness. There was a hardness.

That was my day.


  1. :( My heart breaks for you my dear friend. I can only imagine the heartache you must be feeling. I'm so very sorry to read this.
    Much love and strength to you xoxoxo

  2. Funny old universe dropping things like that rock in your path. I am so sorry Cybele.

  3. Oh Cybele, I am so sorry. What an overwhelming thing for you to face.


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