How am I?
It's hard to believe that over 2 months have gone by since the night I found J in the pool. It's been an intense period: a whole mixture of getting on with the myriad admin things, clearing and repairing his bit of the house, and attempting to make sure I'll have enough money to live on (that bit is a work in progress!), along with taking a break away from home to spend time at my little cottage in the Pyrénées Orientales, at the foot of the Albères, where I could take a step back, have a week without internet, and walk, swim, snorkel and just chill. It was a great chance to take stock of myself and get a sense of how I am, and where I'm at with my 70forseventy challenge. Plage de Peyrefitte - my snorkeling spot So how am I? The first thing to say is the thing that I know some people find difficult to hear: that I'm not floored by grief. I believe that you can only deeply grieve for someone with whom you had a close relationship, and whatever relationship J and I m...