173. Family Ties

We drive to my mums Saturday.  Lovely lunch with my mum and I and then we go out to the fabric shop and to have a wander around the shops.  We stop for a coffee and then go home to relax. 

I’s cake from her granny is a Powerpuff girl cake.  I’ve brought everything with me to make mine for her.  Green cake and lilac icing.  Yum!

I goes off to meet her old uni mates for the evening.  I settle down with my mum to watch TV.  I comes in late, saying she has fallen over and bumped her head.  She feels sick and gags but doesn’t throw up.  Concussion goes through my mind but I think the best thing for her would be to sleep it off. 

Next day, I is acting weird.  Not happy.  She’s staying in Norwich to go to a barbecue with a friend.  Except she’s not sure she wants to.  After a lot of prevaricating, I ask what’s wrong and she starts to cry.  She wasn’t out with her friends the night before, she’d gone to see the on/off bloke that she’s liked for the last couple of months.  He’s not really interested unfortunately and she’s back in her pattern of breaking up and making up with a boy.  I hate that I’ve got to go home tonight and leave her on her own, so unhappy. 

She decides to go back to Bury that night instead of staying over.  I’m going home that way so take her.  It adds time to my journey but she’s my girl.  In the car she’s tearful and sad.  When I left to move up North two years before she was like this over a different stupid boy.  I HATE seeing her like it again.