One Year On, Six Months On

One year ago today, my husband left me. He’d told me he was leaving back on the 8th of January, and since then we’d been living a strange sort of life where we were still under one roof but not living together. That part is a bit vague now. I know I stopped doing his…

Me Day

Yesterday, it was one year since my husband told me he was leaving. It’s been a very quick year. It was a pretty ordinary day – I took the car for its service, bought some milk on the way back home, spent the morning hoovering, did some work for the business. I even spoke with…

One year on – what I’ve learnt

That was a quick year. It will be one year ago tomorrow since my husband told me he was leaving. Was that the end of something? Or the beginning? It felt like the end, to begin with. There was the initial shock of course, but then the realisation that I wasn’t really surprised. It had…