So ...I have done my beautiful son's wedding in my moonboot..feeling so much love and pain and admiration for him and therese..and reconnecting with my ex husband..and old mother in law..in tears so often..and not understanding why/.. and such happy moments with my kids and my kids friends and all their open irreverent lives..so easy and SO much fun..
and now feeling vulnerable and wondering what has happened..that I am now living in Melbourne..and another week of friends in Perth..with such beautiful, mad friends...and now back knowing im lucky to be in Melbourne..but wondering why it doesnt feel like that..
the next step..need to work out if I therapy or a personal coach or a personal trainer or a physiotherapist, or a friend, or AA or a shrink or the bullet..my pain in my leg reminds me that this is not all in my head..
Meanwhile hubby so happy and focused with his work and his melbourne life ..and clearly frustrated with his stupid unemployed, cripppled,wife... such a big divide..
I will figure this out!! not that big a deal after looking at the photos of young brothers in the 1900s n the Somme at the bendigo art gallery today.what they dealt with was real.life /death stuff.
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