Eldest has been a properly poorly boy for all of his life but we didn't know until 6 years ago.
Supported, incredibly well, by his work place he has worked so hard in his own time to gain his own degree. He missed out last year by 1 mark. (B+ at any section of any stage of any exam is a 'fail').
After a traumatic year and successful recovery, and retake of his finals, I get to go to a ceremony and feel even prouder, smile even wider.
(I think new shoes and handbag might be in order Jo
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I just had to share
