tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3892343389304668514.post5299394687280907262..comments2023-09-27T07:26:06.749-07:00Comments on Marianne the Librarian: Fake It 'til I make it....MariannetheLibrarianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09236667524872093695noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3892343389304668514.post-83227540803777016642013-08-22T16:57:30.946-07:002013-08-22T16:57:30.946-07:00Well, we want you to visit us. You could certainl...Well, we want you to visit us. You could certainly stay with us while you are in this area. We have been trying to organise a walk with Charlie, but I don't think he walks these days. We wondered about walking one of his published walks and then having a beer with him somewhere instead. But we haven't got much further with that plan yet. nomadtravellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17714845635955522112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3892343389304668514.post-12938349597133644022013-08-20T13:14:58.785-07:002013-08-20T13:14:58.785-07:00Thanks Neil...
As I mentioned in the title, I am ...Thanks Neil...<br /><br />As I mentioned in the title, I am faking it til I make it. <br /><br />He is doing really well in school and I am trying to remind myself that we are in some small way part of that success. Right? <br /><br />It took me a minute to realize what you meant by GAP year. Duh. <br /><br />Fred and I want to visit you all...and go walking with Charlie!MariannetheLibrarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09236667524872093695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3892343389304668514.post-17875055863965363052013-08-19T16:43:29.502-07:002013-08-19T16:43:29.502-07:00Sympathies, Marianne. These sorts of changes are ...Sympathies, Marianne. These sorts of changes are tough to get over. I can empathise a bit. I think I was most depressed when I realised my youngest was coping at school and had lots of friends and didn't need me any more. There was also a period after retiring when I realised everyone was just getting on with things and the company didn't didn't collapse when I left. That was pretty depressing too. Then, I was at a 21st birthday party the other night and suddenly realised I wasn't 21 any more (how did that happen?). Maybe that was the most depressing actually. But you've worked out you're doing great as a Mum; now you have to plan for what you're going to do with yourselves when the next one/two leave (take your GAP year at last?). Anyway, just wanted to say you're not the first and won't be the last to be hit like this. Best wishes for getting on with your life again. You've got a lot of friends out here. Think of it as part of your growing up process. nomadtravellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17714845635955522112noreply@blogger.com