Staring Loneliness In The Face. And Loving It.

I have been dreading the empty nest.  For over 20 years I have been a mother, and really, nothing else.  This was a mistake on many levels, but there we are.  Now my twins are 18 and off to uni.   Continue reading Staring Loneliness In The Face. And Loving It.

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The New Normal

Funny how we adjust.  First I thought I could not live without my husband.  Even after he absconded and I was somehow still alive (though, barely, in retrospect), if you had told me that I would in similar vein lose one of my children I would have said that in such a case I could not breathe.  Indeed, I suspect I did not.  Not for a long time.  Not really. Continue reading The New Normal