A year and a lot has changed in my life. I’ve bought my own place, had my daughters with me an awful lot of the time, made new friends, somehow managed to keep in touch with old ones, depleted my bank account, engaged in so many new experiences….I’ve settled into a life which I call happy (most of the time).
This has been the first year in a long time that I can think of as having ‘got it together’. I guess I am finally growing up.
Which leads to the question: “Did Wayne come into my life, due to the aforesaid start of the changes listed above (in which case, was changing me the catalyst)?, or did changes come about because he was in my life?”
I’m thinking a mixture of the two. It doesn’t really matter, either way. The growth that I have experienced over the last year has had him in it.
On the weekend we celebrated a year together. Our anniversery presents to each other were going halves in a motorbike helmet for me (damn, those things are expensive!). I hopped on the back of his bike and we took a gorgeous long scenic ride through the hills. I love sitting on the back of his bike, even though I am a control freak. Now we don’t have to borrow other people’s helmets for me.
It was a low key day but the most important thing was spending it together.
Don’t you think we look happy? I do.