Cellarite
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That could be the best post I've ever read on bluemoon.I’m probably the most unemotional person I know. My wife and daughters are always telling me this. I don’t mean to be, it’s just as it is. My Dad is the same. However when my mum died very unexpectedly in 2022 I was in bits for weeks. I didn’t recognise the person in the mirror crying uncontrollably for what seemed hours a day. My wife then became the strong foot in the relationship for until first time since we’d been together. Took me months to stop welling up at apparent random points of the day when I’d think about her.
That’s the first and only time I can really remember crying as an adult.
Then, June 23 came around.
When Gundo smashed it in I started again. The lads I sit at the etihad with also with me at Wembley. I started again and couldn’t work out why. Then I remembered. Gundo was her favourite player. Couldn’t pronounce his name (always Gundogin) but that was why.
Then Istanbul. I couldn’t do Porto as it was her surprise 60th the same night. She couldn’t work out why I had gone. She offered me money to go thinking that was the reason. She never had a clue me and her sisters had organised this party for her. When we all shouted surprise she obviously had a massive shock (she didn’t do her own birthday party’s) and once this had settled down she made a beeline for me. It was then she realised that the party was the reason I hadn’t gone to Porto. She told me in no uncertain terms that I should be there, supporting the team that we’d been through thick and thin with.
So when that final whistle went in Instanbul I literally fell to my knees on the seat in front. Absolute floods of tears flowing down my cheeks. I knew she’d be the same if she was still here.
Think this is the longest post I’ve ever written. Sorry for going on, I’m sat at home now getting ready for the 3rd crying session in 2 years to start thinking of it all again.
Have a great news year blues.