Going it Alone
I’ve put off writing about this for some time. It’s tricky. I have wanted to work it through in my head but I don’t want to upset anyone with what I say. I’m going to write about my recent decision to do something many people have thought is ridiculous, rash, stupid and completely crazy. You see, to the world I was happily married. We were the perfect couple. A bit mismatched in areas, but they say that makes things interesting. My husband was supportive and kind. I had no reason to actually find paid employment and enjoyed looking after my children at home. Yet I was unhappy. My husband was – is – a good man. He’s a great father and is a very kind person. Yet we were moving in opposite directions. For a long time, but especially since I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s I felt as though I wanted to grab life by the horns and run with it as fast as I could. Experience everything. Feel the wind in my hair. Watch the sunset on the beach. Swim in the sea, ride my bike as fast as I could along long sweeping pathways. Climb mountains (well I […]