Life's too Short.

This morning I was listening to Saturday Live on my (lovely, new, digital) radio and heard a feature which was not only pertinent, but I felt had been sent to me, just to teach me a lesson! It was about grandparents who, for family "feud" reasons were unable to see or contact their grandchildren. They had variously fallen out with Sons and Daughters or "in-laws" and were therefore in the awful situation of not having the chance to enjoy their grandchildren - or to see them growing up! I thought long and hard about this, and have decided that life's too short to continue with any bad feeling. I may not love the Boyfriend, but I do love Daughter and Grandson, and if he is making them happy, then I'll go along with it. I don't expect to always enjoy it, and I'm sure there will be times when I have to bite my tongue, but that's OK. I'm a grown-up.. And I don't want to contemplate a future which doesn't include my nearest and dearest.

Then I went out to have a cup of coffee with a Brighton Friend, one I hadn't seen for a couple of months, and she had a similar story to tell. One of her friends fell in love with, and married, someone who was both younger and much poorer than she was. Of course her family disapproved, (and my Friend admitted that he is one of the most annoying people she has ever had to spend time with), but he makes her friend happy and is wonderful with her children (from a previous marriage). As my BF said, we can't choose for other people, and wouldn't want to really.

While we were sitting in the Real Eating Company with our coffee (lovely coffee too), Daughter phoned to tell me that they had found a house to rent. They went off today to look at a couple of places, and have found one they like, with a garage (that will please the Boyfriend, because his car is like his baby!) which they can move into soon. Holding deposit paid, tenancy approved by the Landlord, so hopefully it will all be go.

Now I'm off to cook for my French Lady (fish tonight) and to get everything ready for my new Foreign Student who arrives tomorrow. His name is Mirco, and he telephoned this afternoon to confirm his arrival time. He also asked me if I like chocolate! How could I say no?