Compassion, Winter 2020

Winter 2020 - Compassion | www.tcf.org.uk 20 Week 319 by Maria Ahern Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum!!!!! “Mum!!! Haha, that rhymes but mum, mum, mum, mum, mum, mum, mum… what’s the matter? Why are you so cross and why are you saying ‘bum’ all the time? It sounds ridiculous.” The word I want to use is much stronger, James, but I’m aware that people are listening and I wanted to be ‘politely cross.’ Politely cross... that is hilarious. And so typically you. How about you tell me what’s happened and let’s see if we can make you politely un-crossed.” I’ve just found out that yesterday, 28th September, was International Son’s Day. “Yay!! What did you buy me???” See??? That’s why I’m cross. Not only did I not buy you anything... because you’re not here... I also didn’t even know. So I did nothing. I didn’t mark the day at all! “Oh, and that’s what has made you politely cross?” No, that’s what has made me really fumingly cross and caused me to adapt my language to what I have written down as ‘politely cross’. “Oh dear. You’re giving me a headache… again. Right let’s break this down. What are you angry, sorry, politely angry, or is it angry, I’m not sure, anyway, what are you cross about exactly?” That I missed it. “Oh.” And that you missed it. “Hmmmm.” You always used to say, “When is it going to be Son’s Day?? There’s Mother’s Day and Father’s Day and Grandparents’ Day and there’s even Sibling Day but I don’t even have any of them