What with all that the last few months have involved, we finally got around to taking a week off, postponed from the beginning of August, when we really didn’t feel up to it.

A few days camping, a chance to kick back, and I hope that I will be able to get back into a more normal routine with a bit more energy. I know grief as a process is not a straight line, and no doubt it will continue to be there in my mind, but I think taking time off has helped ease what felt like an ill-defined pressure, a constant weight.

It’s not like I did much thinking, but perhaps that was the point. Trying to work, take care of admin, looking after our home, has all felt like wading through treacle. Needing to think while the grieving process happens has been the problem. So it’s been good to have some time off from trying!