Saturday, 14 July 2012


After the weekend, we will no longer call this view our own.  It used to be the last thing Sonny saw before bed.  I would stand by the windowsill and he would point out all the things he could see, and call for the things he could not; things like dogs, cars and his sister.

We are in the process of moving.  It has been a long, slow process that began in January and ends on Tuesday.  We have been through a lot in this time.  We have received two eviction notices and were finally served a court order earlier this month.  We have, in actuality, done little to deserve this outcome.  Having had to contend with countless visits from our landlord and the bullying, threats and general inconvenience that accompanied them, the least we thought we would end up with was a new place to call home.

Alas, that was not to be.

Last weekend, we emptied the children's bedrooms and moved their belongings into the third bedroom; the first time they had slept in the same room, ever. 

Thankfully, they seem not to be as affected by this as I am.

We have been afforded little support or practical help from our local council.  They deal in black and white and search for loop holes; anything to absolve them of their responsibilities.  Our grey area is not catered for.

Fortunately, we have some great friends; one amazing lady in particular has come to our rescue and it is to her we owe our upcoming security.  We will find a new home soon and put this episode behind us but, for now, it is a sad time.  One full of stress, unease and guilt.

Of course there are still the happy times to remember, such as Sonny's first steps:

So many of his firsts occured within these walls.  Jasmine, too, has changed hugely during our 15 month stay - she is no longer the toddler we moved with but a proper little girl.  And while our time at this house has been tainted by recent events, these milestones will still be treasured; great memories to come back to.

We now must simply remember that we are free to go forward and make a million new memories.

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