We visited my parents at the weekend. My mother was busy making a fuss of the boys, my husband was chatting to my brother and for the first time in a while my father and I had the chance to catch up.
First of all he told me I was running too soon after having my c section, when he had his appendix out when he was boxing he was told to wait six months before exercising.
'I need to do something though Dad, otherwise I get really down'.
'Oh I know you've been down, I think you've been depressed'.
'No I haven't', I protested.
'Yes you have and do you know how I know?', he asked.
'How?'
'You've been spending, when you're depressed you try and buy yourself out of the depression by going shopping'.
Two things became clear to me then. The first that maybe I have been a bit lonely and down, but I think I am getting on top of it now. The other was that my father knew me more than I ever realised and that was a wonderful thing to know.
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