Am I OK?

"How are you?", a grandparent asked me today, "I am fine I said," after she had gone it got me thinking, am I ok?

Well yes of course I am, most of the time.

I set up the group as much for me as for anyone else, it enables me not to think about the fact that I haven't seen my granddaughter for 4 1/2 years, I try to give as much support to others as I can and spend a lot of time thinking about their individual stories. Its good therapy.

Of course when I am on my own, particularly at night I think about my granddaughter and wonder.

Wonder if she is happy and enjoying her young life, and how amazing it would be to be part of her life. Yes, I cry, just like everyone else does about being denied contact.

What I would give to see my son and his daughter reunited is beyond words.

So I could spend the rest of my life, sobbing and being miserable, but what would that acheive. Absolutely nothing.

My granddaughter is living her life the way she has to, and she would be the first person to say, "Oh for goodness sake Gran, get on with stuff."

So I will. For her.

Jane.