Yesterday was the first post-breakup former-anniversary of an 11 year relationship, and it was darker than I’d imagined it would be, with all the trimmings of despair, self-recrimination, guilt and shame that one knows are likely to come with the divorce of one’s life, but hopes just the same one will bypass because certainly, undoubtedly, this is the Best Thing.
Holding onto the thought that ‘this too, shall pass’ and (thank you, Scarlett) ‘Tomorrow is another day’ (along with, admittedly, a pint of chocolate mint and a glass of Dark Horse), the night changes to morning and I begin my daily walk with Grace. This time we go right, and then an unexpected sudden left and straight on till…
Ah! There’s something we’ve never seen before, didn’t know was even there, just out of view yet so close to us in our new world, nestled behind valiant trees and vintage 1940s castles – a bridge! A footbridge, gallantly crossing a river! An invitation!
Come along! it says, See where we go! There are new adventures to be had, new mysteries to unfold! Come along!