Treasured Trinkets

This week so far has been quite busy. I had a really nice weekend. On Saturday night I went to Croke Park for what I shamed to say was my first GAA game. It was more so to watch Dad tell the 45000 strong crowd about the suicide awareness campaign he is involved in but "come on ye boys in blue" and all that. And then I went to a "pop up" restaurant with Michael and it was amazing! I'll tell you more about that when I get the pictures sorted. Also I have been filming the "Occupy Dame Street" camp for a documentary we are making for college. All I will say is I am glad we are done.

Today is 5 months since Mam died. Weird. I made the doctor cry when I was telling her about it. Didn't expect to be consoling the doctor but she is so nice I didn't mind. I bought mam these canvasses and I spoke about them at the Flourish memorial service they held for her. I said how I had never really read them until after she died but they say some things in little love hearts that I suppose I wish I had told her more when I was able to. 

I don't know if it's weird to still have these but they are the jars of flowers I made for her funeral. They dried out and stayed really bright and rather then being sad when I see them, I smile because I know she would have liked them.

Now on a lighter, dainty note, look at this dainty espresso cup that my auntie Karen kindly gave me. It's hand painted and oh so pretty. Getting bored of my cup collection? Tough. I have loads.

Joey x