From the Cradle to Ann Summers and everything in between

Wind Chimes and Fairies

The ED left for London while I was at the Dublin Horse Show.  She’s done a great job clearing out her bedroom, and I’d seen it in a fairly empty state before I went away, so I was not at all prepared for the lump that rose in my throat when I went in to clear it out for painting.

There are still a few bits of her left – wind chimes, a fairy mobile, her name painted in an Oriental style – enough to tug at the heart strings, but I pushed those feelings down deep and soon forgot about them while we painted.

The YD works and lives in town now, but she has been home as often as she can, chipping away at clearing her room.  Progress has been slow and the deadline is looming, so today I went in, prepared to blitz the final bits and pieces.

It was much, much harder than I expected.  So many memories, so much stuff charting her progress from two to twenty two.

The tasseled blanket, that used to be in the cot, now draped over the cushions in her little sitting area.

Dr George Clooney Bear, who arrived on the scene complete with surgical mask and stethoscope when she was fighting a horrible flu.

Dr George Clooney Bear and the tasseled blanket

A sticker proudly proclaiming “I got my ears pierced at Claire’s Accessories.”

A Hello Kitty tag.

Her wall of photos, full of reminders of great days out, Pony Club, show-jumping, dressage and more.

Good King Rollo, Pepper, Copper, Diego, Tula, Ballyclough Lady and Aero, Aero, Aero

Rosettes and more rosettes – these are just a few of the special ones!

A “Science is Fun” name tag from the Young Scientist fair she attended aged sixteen.

A Boots Advantage card.

An empty Ann Summers box.

An empty Ann Summers box?

No, scratch that, I don’t want to know!

Job done, room sorted and ready for inspection.  Eyes dried now.

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