I don't have much time for gardening, which can lead to unexpected problems (see below), so I take great pride in my little collection of pots outside the front door, and this year, they are blooming beautifully!
Help and Support
Myself and Smiley enjoyed a wonderful day out on Sunday, and it was only afterwards that I realised why it was so special: for once I didn't have to worry about logistics, I didn't have to worry about what was going to happen next and how I would manage it with a wheelchair. There was somebody with me all the time, organising everything. It was almost like having parents again: someone else taking all the responsibility, just for a few hours.
If you're not in Ireland, July Provision won't mean much to you - but it means a lot to special needs families, though we're a bit late to the party... You see we have humongously long summer holidays here: three months at secondary level, which is a crazy amount of time to fill, especially if you can't go on holidays and your teen won't go to summer camp. And these days they're not allowed to work either!
My two special needs teens used to have school-based summer camps, but those have been cut, bar one week at Smiley's school. Instead families can apply for home-based tutors for 10 hours a week. And this is what we have done here, and it all began yesterday. Some boundaries were set, but apart from that, it went quite well. Keeping all my fingers and toes crossed for the next four weeks...
Okay so they're not actually triffids, but I had no idea how wild my garden had got until some pruning by my neighbours followed by a night of heavy rain caused half my back garden to collapse!
And the reason to be cheerful? Friends - and children - who are rallying around to help me to clear up the mess: it's much easier than doing it alone.