relationships
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Fear, Freedom, and the Shape of Love
Yesterday I invited my (ex) husband over for lunch. He brought crusty bread, slices of ham,…
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Twenty eight years later
It felt good to come home, although I wasn’t sure what I would find, or how…
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Kobayashi Maru
On the way back from the nudist beach, we stopped at Costa for a coffee. I…
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What Are We To Each Other?
On the second day of my long break I woke up gently, wandered downstairs and made…
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The ache of separation
Last night was the last night before he moves out for good. He stayed over. We…
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Teamwork – even at the end
I couldn’t sleep last night. I finally gave up at 5am and listened to some hypnosis…
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The Day Before He Leaves
It’s the day before he moves out forever. Everyday I am waking up with a headache.…
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SingStar sadness
I thought we’d start watching “The Great British Sewing Bee” tonight, but the husband said “What’s…
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Seventeen years
Seventeen years ago today we had our civil partnership, which, thanks to a trick in the…
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A song to free love
I learnt this as a child in church. Back then it felt like a sweet song…
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Love, Reframed
Things are calm again. I think that we are slowly accepting that our marriage is, and…
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Too Much to Carry
Things have been difficult at home. The last time my husband tried to talk to me…
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A powerless witness
My husband is struggling to a) find a flat to rent and b) supply all the…
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Pushing for answers
It’s nearly 6pm and I’m struggling to come out of a shutdown. I’m in bed. I…
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Pickle the Chips
This afternoon I had a text from my husband asking if I’d got anything for our…