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Emotional day


It’s been a weird emotional day that has made me miss him so much more. 

Took myself off for the day ( thank goodness for a bus pass ) to Edinburgh on the hunt for Oor Willie statues. A art trail around Scotland that raises awareness and vital funds for Scotland’s children’s hospital charities. 
The sun was out and that more I found the more I realised he would of been a big kid finding all the different pieces. Talking to his sister and realising she’s found some where she is by the photo that she sent. Just made me realise how much it would of meant to him to be on the trail. 
After finding 13 and walking a crazy amount I called it quits. 
Coming home to find an official envelope from the exam body for Scotland to a certificate telling me that i am now a level one certified coach for boccia. To say that it seems surreal. And not because of the fact that I coach every week but to see it in a certificate is crazy. 
I never thought that I’d ever be a coach in anything that was more his thing. So to get this and not have him here is hard. I know he would of been proud of me.
To say that I am now a coach after the last three years is crazy. It’s been hard, emotionally and full of self doubt. 
I have to be honest I’ve spent the night in a bit of a daze. I’ve had congratulations from so many people and yes that’s nice to get but it’s not the person I truly want. 


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