The Weekend

It's been a long, busy weekend and I've finally found some time to sit and write some random thoughts.  We had a funeral to attend in west Wales on Friday so James finished up work on Thursday evening and we drove half way to Amy and Ian's to stay overnight.  We set off for Newcastle Emlyn first thing in the morning, the snow that was predicted thankfully stayed away and we were able to enjoy the Welsh valleys on our way to the chapel:

The funeral was for a long time family friend (also my sister-in-law's mother-in-law), Hilary, who had fought bravely with cancer:

It was the most beautiful funeral service I have ever attended; the chapel was bursting with family and friends, with overflow rooms full to the brim.  The talks were uplifting and inspiring, there are so many examples of Hilary's good works to talk about that the service could have lasted all day.  Hilary is the most loving and compassionate person I have ever met, when I think of her I see a beaming smile and hear her giggle.  She has a deep love and testimony of the Saviour and always shared that love with others.  The first time I met Hilary and her husband Keith was back in 1995, the weekend I went to Wales to meet James' family after we were engaged.  We visited with the Wilcox's in their farm kitchen with the warm Aga and a giant dog sleeping in front of it.  I felt instantly at home the moment Hilary hugged us and offered us some cake she had just whipped up!  Hilary is a wonderful woman and she will be greatly missed.

After returning home, I spent Saturday at my parents house helping to clear out and pack some more before they move.  James took the children for a 10 mile coastal walk so we could pack in peace!  I stumbled across a few more childhood treasures and memories in the process, but my favourite was this photo of Nana Rankine:

The children are home this week, it's half term, and I've spent the last two days sanding (by hand!) my parents old bureau and painting it.  It's still needing a few more coats but the end is nigh, I shall soon have a place to store all my crafts and stationery!  I'll pop some photos up when I've finished.

And finally, has a vein of yours ever burst of it's own accord?  Mine did, and it wasn't pretty: