Sunday morning….

The mad rush of Saturday, trying to get everything prepared, to cover all bases and failing abysmally to catch up after a week of mayhem is followed by a gentle awakening to a perfect Sunday morning. Luxuriant moments of stillness and warmth, where every muscle, just for once, feels relaxed and comfortable. Birds serenade the morning, shafts of pale light tease me to open my eyes…

… then the dive out of bed, the lunge for the dressing gown and the ungainly stumble in the general direction of the kettle. I need coffee. Lots of coffee. Time to move the stiffness out of the achy bits…. No-one should have to be out of bed this fast on a Sunday. Granted, working every day of the week means I’m always up early, but this is ridiculous… I shouldn’t be up before the sun in the middle of summer…

The dogless house seems too quiet. Ani went to see her friends last night, as the day will be too long to leave her alone and starts way too early to drop her on my way to Nick’s this morning.

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Run through the mental checklist of things to take, things packed in the car already. Check the map one last time and curse the broken printer… then into the shower.

Warm steam curling in tendrils in spite of the pathetic dribble the thing produces this morning. There will only be me and Nick from our family. Eva and Heather, of course, Nick’s physios with whom he is racing… crowds of others, of course! But how many other people am I taking with me today? ‘Truly impressive!’ This from the doctor who saved my son’s life. He’d seen Nick’s interview on the news. So many heartfelt wishes from family and friends… the wonderful messages and support from across the world. Once again, Nick has touched hearts… and that has touched ours.

For a moment I am lost, back ‘there’, sticking messages in the book we kept beside his bed for his friends to write in, a timeline of memories in case he had none, for those long days and weeks of coma when he could have none…

Messages that had come from across the world then, too. From complete strangers who had heard my son’s story on the news, through the grapevine, through friends of friends… It was an incredible thing and it gave us so much hope and comfort to know that people of all faiths and none, of so many nations, were praying, sending healing and keeping my sons in their thoughts. Some were famous… authors, teachers… names internationally known. I remember a surreal moment, being driven the 100 miles we drove every day to the hospital with Uri Geller on the phone… Most were not famous… they were just people like us. People with sons, brothers, children and parents who could feel and who had been moved by Nick’s plight… It had mattered so much… something so incredible it helped anchor me somehow, but not in the desperate reality we were living, not in that hell… but in a place of love and hope…

Dress, dry hair, just time for another quick coffee before I leave to collect Nick for our journey to Windsor… and the triathlon that he says is ‘beyond his wildest dreams’.

He wants to win. He knows he won’t… but he will try.

To my mind, he has already won.

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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48 Responses to Sunday morning….

  1. Éilis Niamh says:

    Reblogged this on The Sound of What Happens and commented:
    Today is the day! Nick is participating today in the triatholon to raise awareness and funds for people with acquired brain injuries. Come cheer him on from the sidelines with me, and further the cause however you can.


  2. davidprosser says:

    You’re right Sue, Nick is a winner no matter what happens today. But, I send him very best wished for the day anyway and hope he wins.
    xxx Massive Hugs xxx


  3. Cathy says:

    Reblogged this on BetweenTheLines and commented:
    Nick’s big day ~ raising awareness for people with acquired brain injuries. Every best wish.


  4. blondieaka says:

    He has won Sue just by being at the starting line and from little acorns……….Best of luck for today for all the team and if they finish they are winners 🙂


  5. Ali Isaac says:

    Good luck Sue and Nick! This is a great day, regardless of where Nick places in the race. He’s a man, so of course he wants to win, but this is about so much more than that. Enjoy the day! I’ll be thinking of you, hope the sun is shining on you. Xxx


  6. Terry Tyler says:

    Wishing all the best to both of you! xx


  7. Susan Scott says:

    Go Nick go! With you in every way!!!


  8. jenanita01 says:

    Nick is the best kind of winner, Sue. One that wins even before the whistle blows…


  9. He’s already achieved victory, Sue, just by making the attempt. He’s one of the winners.


  10. Mary Smith says:

    Good luck, Nick. You are already a winner to so many people.


  11. He has already won, Sue, and you are taking so many of us with you today. Savor every moment. 💕


  12. noelleg44 says:

    On vacation, but had to take time to wish Nick all the best, but we all know he is already a winner. as is his Mom. Will listen to the interview.


  13. Nick has already won so much, sue, the hearts of the nation…the world…certainly mine!


  14. Nick is a winner in my eyes for sure, I am rooting for him today and wish him and his physios lots of luck! Looking forward to hearing how they did too 🙂


  15. Great luck to Nick. A winner already in the most important race – love..


  16. TanGental says:

    you really do have a tingle factor to your writing, you know. Can’t read this without some sort of wet eye syndrome. Maybe it’s having my own lad to worry about constantly… as you do.


  17. Eliza Waters says:

    It’s a wonder that you slept at all – looking forward to reading the wrap-up! 🙂


  18. macjam47 says:

    Absolutely, Nick is a winner.


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