Fuck cancer.
Fuck cancer.
Just a little bit blown away right now.
All that time of intense and difficult; divorce, cancer, heartache; and now it’s a little like the universe has decided my time of penance is over. Time for some joy.
After a year of trying to conceive, an incredibly stressful pregnancy and a marathon 38 hour labour, my sister has had a beautiful baby. My niece is adorable! A shock of black hair and a little pixie face. I am running high on the love and adrenalin.
A tangible reminder of the beauty and joy of life could not have come in a more delightful, delicate package.
And around that, and in the middle of that, I have met somebody amazing and - wow - I am (suddenly, unexpectedly) smitten.
This whip-smart, funny, beautiful creature for some unfathomable reason appears to find me as irresistable as I find her. How perfectly wonderful.
It is so exciting and enlivening to feel this frisson of possibility, this tentative early unfurling of heart. I feel as if I am waking.
Wandering around full of grins.