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You know those moments when your ticking along, quite nicely thank you very much, and something happens, knocks you off your rails.

For me it was,

The death of my first dog (not that the others didn't devastate me), its just the first one just threw me into some sort of 'reality check, emotional roller coaster'. Having to have him put to sleep was so painful, from so many different angles.

The death of my Mum. I know somewhere, deep inside, you know they will die eventually. She was only 43, but I could imagine that this would still happen even if she was older. It just threw me into a 'whirlwind' of anger, and tears. A helpless situation, and a feeling of being so alone.

The birth of my first born. The overwhelming gush of love, protective instinct and the 'I would die for this little bundle' feeling .... didn't see that coming.

awww Pheasy.....you are such a dear!:-4



I feel like I've shared my life story already, so I'll just give you love and perhpas later I will share...I'm not supposed to be here....shhhhhhhh:yh_shhhh

You didn't see me...I'm in my invisible jet....k ?....thanks!:-4:-4



I will say that the births of all my boys were life changing experiences and will never forget that wonderful feeling of joy....:-4

jimbo;764073 wrote: a judo instructor :p


mmmmm I have a feeling I should not ask for details but ohhhh the temptation

jimbo;764073 wrote: a judo instructor :p


duhhhhh okay 10 mins later the penny drops, light bulb on, Pheasy's brain making a strange wurrring sound.

ThePheasant;764082 wrote: duhhhhh okay 10 mins later the penny drops, light bulb on, Pheasy's brain making a strange wurrring sound.


:wah::wah:

ThePheasant;764060 wrote: You know those moments when your ticking along, quite nicely thank you very much, and something happens, knocks you off your rails.

For me it was,

The death of my first dog (not that the others didn't devastate me), its just the first one just threw me into some sort of 'reality check, emotional roller coaster'. Having to have him put to sleep was so painful, from so many different angles.

The death of my Mum. I know somewhere, deep inside, you know they will die eventually. She was only 43, but I could imagine that this would still happen even if she was older. It just threw me into a 'whirlwind' of anger, and tears. A helpless situation, and a feeling of being so alone.

The birth of my first born. The overwhelming gush of love, protective instinct and the 'I would die for this little bundle' feeling .... didn't see that coming.


The realisation that i could not handle every situation, and that i was scared of somebody, despite my head telling me not to be and to stand up to them I did to a certain extent, but in the end walked away.

The kindness of strangers !