And So It Begins...
I'm starting a blog. Past, present and hopes for the future. I'm going to write about me, my daughter and my life. This blog is inspired by my daughter, Lydia. I think she is my muse. I was talking to her today about her interests. We spoke about what she is currently studying at school and she expressed to me how she wishes she could talk forever and have someone listen; how she wishes she could talk about all the little details instead of just giving an overview. Could she pay a counsellor to listen to her talk for three hours on Germany (She is doing History GCSE)? I had already been listening for 90 minutes and, to be honest it was a tad draining. I can't think if someone is talking, I like to give them my undivided attention. I wanted to hear about what she had learnt but I was getting a lesson on Armistice for longer than her actual lesson lasted. I politely asked her to... you know... kind of... wind it up but this instigated an emotional reaction and how she wan