If only life were really like this, all soft focus and happy puppies in pretty gardens. Well, okay, sometimes it is like this. Then there is all the other stuff.
Robert’s estate settled. The last little bit of having him as even a remotely active presence in my life is now gone. For those of you who are counting, it took over two years to reach this point.
For the past two years, even as I have cherished his memory, I have changed my life in ways that he would never have approved. Out with the old house, in with the new. I have a residence permit and I file tax returns in France; you guys have no idea how he fought that. Jacques: getting a dog was an absolute no. Now I’m heading to Madrid with a new boyfriend. That would so not have flown.
When I started this blog, the subtitle was just something to say. A blog needs some kind of theme. Now I have to think about what it means. The uprooting is well and truly complete. So, what was I thinking, really, when I made these decisions that got me here, and how will they play out? Over time, I suppose we shall see. Right now Jacques wants to go for a walk.