Chocolate

So the telephone has still not rung and we are desperate to hear something... As you may be able to tell, I'm not the most patient of people although I do try my best!

So just as my Mum drove out to hospital I started crying. In the past few days I've been in one of those moods where you're like "Why is all the attention on you and your stupid operation? I'm not going to do anything you want me to etc. etc." Do you ever have moods like that? 

So because I was thinking like that, I guess I thought it hadn't really affected me and I was fine about it - she was going to be ok so what's all the fuss about kind of thing. But then I started crying :( and that's when I realised that maybe subconsciously I was feeling anxious or worried about the whole thing.

By the way, I don't think it shows weakness to cry. It shows that you care and that you have a heart. If you don't cry how do others see how you feel. How can they ever help you? I'm willing to talk about stuff when I cry - I don't bottle it all up inside - that's weakness.

So anyways I started crying and then I was like well I'll stop being in my mood but now I'm crying and sad and aargh (I'm gonna start crying agin now...)! So I turned to my dear friend for help. Now who is this dear friend I hear you ask? Well simply...CHOCOLATE.

I ran downstairs and tore open the cupboard. I turned the light switch on with my elbow and peered inside. Standing on my tiptoes I reached as high as I could and took down the box with my very own stash of chocolate in it. Slowly I opened the lid. Inside was a solitary chocolate bar that I had been saving for a special occaision. I took it out, feeling along it, distinguishing each block. I replaced the lid, threw the box up into the cupboard, closed the cupboard and ran up to my room making sure to close the door behind me. Slowly I peeled off the wrapper and took out the bar of chocolate. I broke a piece off the end and placed it into my mouth. I savoured the flavour as it melted into nothingness on my tongue. Then I devoured the whole bar as quickly as I could, I could hear my brother running up the stairs and I didn't want to share (I know- naughty child!).

Oooh doesn't that sound rather like the beginning of a story? Well anyway I ate the chocolate and that made me feel so much better :)

So the lesson is if you're weary, feeling down, when tears are in your eyes (Bridge over troubled water)- EAT CHOCOLATE!!