Thank you to everyone that has left comments and sent encouraging emails about the loss of my mum. I'm obviously still trying to come to terms with everything that has happened and how different our lives are now.
I've been lucky enough to have work to try and focus on when I've desperately needed distraction. And even if I haven't wanted it, the deadlines of two Country Living Fairs (one 4 days after mums funeral) have meant that I've had to buckle down and get on with things.
Doing the Country Living Fair in London was one of the hardest things I've done. I was unable to make the amount of stock that I wanted to make and was on my own for the full five days, but I'm pleased that I got through it.
I'm now finishing getting ready for Country Living Harrogate, which opens next week.
This is the first year that Country Living have held a fair in Harrogate and I'm quite excited about it, especially as it's so close to home, and features so many great designer/makers as well as a lot of great retailers. The CL Fairs always have a great atmosphere, especially the Christmas ones, and I'm hoping that with this being the first in Harrogate (which is especially beautiful at this time of the year), this one will be even more fun.
To get in the mood for the season of giving, I've got 3 tickets to give away for the Country Living Fair, to be used on any of the 4 days except the Saturday. All you have to do to get hold of one, is leave me a comment and on Sunday, if there are more than 3 people wanting one, I'll pull a name out of a (proverbial) hat.
Having just published this post, I've realised that one of the reasons I've not wanted to blog in the last month, is that in the 7 years that I've been writing this blog, I've followed every single post with a phone call or text to my mum to tell her that I've blogged, or to ask her what she thought of my post. My blog has always been something that my mum was very proud of, and that made me proud. As much as I've enjoyed all the comments and emails and friendships that have happened as a result of writing this blog, the reality is that I always really wrote it for my mum to read. And that's what gave it meaning for me.
As soon as I finished writing this post I automatically reached for my phone. But like so many things now, I have to find a new reason for doing this.