Reasons To Be Cheerful 1, 2, 3…

Another week has flown by and it’s time to reflect on what reasons it has given me to be cheerful. I know I say this every week but I do love this meme 🙂

1.

We had another wonderful family weekend

It was Mum’s big birthday on Sunday and, with Arthur arriving the Tuesday before and my big sis having a birthday today, we had lots to celebrate. Everyone got together and we went out for food and just spent some quality time together having a bit of a giggle and enjoying each other’s company.

2.

Dave had a good send off

You may remember me posting about an old friend passing away a couple of Sundays ago. Well it was his Thanksgiving Service yesterday and it was beautiful. Yes there were tears all round. Yes it was sad. But you know what? We laughed. Everyone. We sat there in church and we laughed at old stories and some of Dave’s own (cheesy) quips and jokes, we listened to a recording of his beautiful Welsh tenor voice and smiled.

We remembered together a wonderful man who reached out and touched many lives through teaching and just through being himself. He was your typical ‘little Welsh-man’ and the perfect gentleman all at once. He always had a smile and an encouraging word for everyone, he always had a joke that made you laugh and groan at the same time and he always, always, had time to say hello.

It may seem odd having a funeral as a reason to be cheerful but it was good for everyone to come together and remember him together. A bittersweet reason rather than just straight cheerful.

Dave would have loved the singing – we belted out the hymns especially for him.

Rest in Peace, Dave, we all miss you.

x God Bless x

3.

Tori is coming round to her new ‘Bay-Bee’ brother

Tori really wasn’t sure at first. She’d back off if Arthur cried and generally was ignoring him more than anything. Over the last few days however she has started to show a positive interest in him – she kissed him goodnight, held his hand, gets concerned if he cries and generally likes to know where he is.

I knew she’d come round to him eventually, it just makes me go all warm and fuzzy inside when I see her gently stroking his arm or when she says ‘oh no, Bay-Bee!’ when he cries. She might not understand the concept of ‘brother and sister’ just yet but she is clearly starting to care about this new little bundle in her life already and it’s only been 9 days since he arrived 🙂