I haven't written for ages. I made a promise to myself and to this blog not to mention a subject I'd been ranting on about since September.
Since then, there has been little else to talk about. Until this January and February.
January was good. I no longer have to enter Mordor which was excellent news! I have no wish to break my promise and linger on this topic but though my future looks unclear, I'm so relieved to be out of that situation.
It was also a month of a very enjoyable fling with a man I've fancied for years- we went out about ten years ago the first time but it never went anywhere. Disappointingly I found out I could have had him years before that even......but there you go.
There was a brief moment where I realised that my books on 'Getting Pregnant Faster' were probably not what a man wants to see when you've brought him home for the night for the first time! I'm fortunate we're both Gemini and can both talk for Britain and he missed them. I managed to throw red wine all over his white duvet cover so I'm also fortunate our friendship goes back so many years. That and the alcohol consumption...............
This month I've been to Oslo with my sister which was a real roller coaster of emotion. Not because of the holiday, but the news I had the second I turned my mobile on after the flight. My ex had sent a text asking if my cat was missing. Odd I thought and replied that he was not. My mum was to feed him while we were away for 4 days. Then I listened to my voice messages and the world went into horrid slow motion time and I felt like I was detached from everything around me. The vet had rung to say my cat had been hit by a car. Badly. It didn't sound good.
The next few hours were spent making phone calls to family,ex and vets. His diaphragm was in bits and stomach lining damaged, internal organs all up in his chest and he was in shock.
To cut a long story short, he's making a great recovery and will be spending the next week and a half under house arrest while he heals. I'm eternally grateful to the vets who saved his life and the lady who brought him in after he'd been left for dead by the arsehole who hit him.
What was great was that my family and my ex had all agreed and told the vet when they could not reach me that they should go ahead with treatment and that there was no particular limit to what I'd spend to get him better. He might not love me like I love him but his health is my priority. There is no price on love.
It's also been an interesting time because they say everything happens for a reason. If you'd asked me last Tuesday what the reason for this was- I'd have thought you mad. Just over a week later and my cat is being as affectionate as he was as a kitten, sitting on my lap and joining me while I have my bath, trying to claw my toes. It's been 3 years since he did that. The other thing is that I've had two or three reasonable and even friendly conversations with my ex and he even visited this week and for the first time since we split, we managed to spend an hour in each other's company without a cross/unpleasant word.
Don't get me wrong, with Valentine's Day around the corner, I am not hoping for a rekindling of our love- nothing could be further from my mind! But it would be nice to have a reasonable relationship for the sake of our animals. What a good job we never had children.
A friend of mine is currently suffering from stress which is affecting her health to a huge degree. She is trying to find a educational placement for her son and people seem determined to throw a spanner in the works at every available opportunity. For her and her husband is it a constant battle to get anyone to understand their unique situation. And despite the fact they are bending over backwards to provide information, time and help, they are being discredited every step of the way. The price of love- she wants the best for him and for him to be happy, even if it's affecting her health and sleep so badly. I'm encouraging her to trust herself and her plans to home educate- she'd be fantastic!
The sacrifices we make for love.
