So yes.
We all know.
It's been a while.
Okay - so that bit's over. Don't even really know what to say. Life is pretty good. Work is okay. My kids never listen to anything I say but apart from that total lack of respect, I think they love me.
My husband loves me and I love him. I may not have been able to say that with such certainty a year ago.
We have lost another man in the family and it's almost a year since my Zio Mick died.
I wish I commemorated my Dad's 10th anniversary in a joyful way but I just have to realise that my family is not that way. We don't 'do' celebrations around death.
I had an interesting discussion with my eight-year-old daughter who was in an existential mood, "Mum, why are we here? Why this planet? Is there anyone else out there?"
This 42-year-old would love to have had the answers but I had none. Just more questions.
