Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Get by with a Little help from friends and family

Alex on holiday watching the sun set
This still counts as Wednesday's post as I haven't been to sleep yet. Sorry for the lateness of this post but I have been busy this evening buying baking goods and putting them to practice by making 40 Butterfly Butter cream Filled Cupcakes for my last day at work, 30 of these will be going to work to feed the staff that will be in attendance for my last day with the Child Bereavement Charity. And as with any baking opportunity within a home you have to bake extra for your own family :)

The name of this post is still relevant as I wouldn't have been able to get to the shop without a lift from a Co-worker, Maggie, I wouldn't have been able to get as much work done today without the assistance of my friends (the Training Team) and if it wasn't for the delicious meal that my father made I wouldn't be still awake. The small bottle of cider and 2 glasses of wine have assisted in avoiding the writers block that I usually face when writing my blog.

I have some uplifting news to share, I checked my just giving page and found that my total has risen to £53 which is 21% of my overall total.
With great thanks to:
Sue Randall - Head of Admin, Sue always has a friendly smile on her face and I will never forget how warmly she welcomed me to the Child Bereavement Charity :)
Sarah Petersen - Training Administrator and Marketing Consultant, Sarah has taught me so much more than she realises, I only hope my marketing skills reflect that :)
Julie Cullingworth - Resources administrator, Julie has always been there to lift my spirits and lead friendly advice :)

One of my fondest memories of Alex was one of the PE lessons we were assigned to choreograph a dance routine, the teacher selected a song from the CD and stuck it on repeat. Alex had spent a lot of time with me at that time and when the music hit our ears we caught the beat and just started dancing. Then with the rest of our group we created a routine and we thought that the routine was fine and so when we'd finished our performance to the rest of the class we were shocked to hear that we were no longer allowed to dance in that way because it was classed as too "Exotic" for school. We left the changing rooms that day arm in arm  crying with laughter.

As it draws closer to the anniversary of Alex's death her Facebook page is seeing regular activity, a close friend of Alex and mine, Laura Smith, uploaded a lovely message saying all the things that everyone is thinking at this painful time. We talked tonight in more depth and heartfelt thought than we have in a long time. I hope I can be there to support Laura through whatever life throws her way, just like Alex was for us.

A Short Poem Alex once wrote me
I don't know why I write,
It helps me think,
It helps me say what I wanna say,

Don't every leave me becca,
I need you here,
I hope you stay,

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