It's been a while since I made it to Tesco's and to be honest it's probably not happening again.
Every week, someone approaches Robyn and this week she wanted to write a guest Blog for me.
Here it is!
(a don't stop till you drop production)
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Every week, someone approaches Robyn and this week she wanted to write a guest Blog for me.
Here it is!
Six weeks ago I went to Tesco early by happy accident. The shelter program I’ve been volunteering with since I’ve been here needed a meal cooked so I got up at 6 and went to Tesco to get the ingredients to make a Lasagna. It was heaven! There was no traffic, there were 10 cars in the whole parking lot and there were about four shoppers besides myself. The Staff was happy and talked to me. Three staff members said “You’re here early!” one of them I’d never seen before.
I liked it so much that I decided that I was doing the shopping at that time from now on. This morning I had to drop off a letter to our doctor’s office so I went a little later, I went at 7. I got to an aisle and I saw the woman that I didn’t know again. This time she stopped and had a conversation.
“Coming by yourself now?”
“Yeah, Neil isn’t well.”
“Aw, I’m sorry to hear that. I will never Forget you two dancing in the store. Please give him my well wishes”
To be honest when she said “I’ll never forget” I thought she was going to recall one day when we were shopping and Neil laid down on the floor and refused to get up. It was just before his birthday in 2014 and I said I was going to bake him a cake. Then I asked a friend to bake it for me. It was a surprise for Neil and he was upset that I wasn’t buying any baking goods, so he laid down on the floor in protest until I bought the ingredients.
I wanted to cry! About two or three years ago their bakery played music and when there was a romantic song playing we would stop and dance (we also did this once in Camden Market). That’s before they renovated the bakery for the second time in as many years only this time shrinking it to half the size. Back then the bakery staff was nice and when you wanted anything they actually got it and bagged it for you. Now they are forced to stay in the back baking the goods and there isn’t anyone there to help you. A couple of them are really nice but none of the previous bakers are still there.
I’m sure that if you’ve been reading the blog for any length of time you know that things have been getting progressively worse for quite some time now. We don’t get to do the things we used to. We don’t have much fun anymore. And with the struggle you forget how magical life used to be. I like looking back at pictures of us from the early days before we had stresses like Visas, Chemo and preparing for the eminent. Sometimes it’s a gift to have someone from the outside tell you that they witnessed how magical your life was. Because when you’re in it day to day sometimes you forget.
Don’t Forget!
Robyn May(a don't stop till you drop production)
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