The wheel turns full circle. Last year I didn't get to Lille. My carefully made plans unravelled and my new dark pink travelling bag went unused as illness intervened. Time has passed and things have changed. I am now preparing to spend a couple of days in Bruges with The Man in the Woolly Jumper. We can't go for the weekend, because he is sailing, but it is half term and we want to spend a couple of days away together and we have agreed on Bruges. This time we'll drive, take the ferry as he loves the sea, and I shall have a companion to share the experience, to spend time walking and talking, eating and drinking, someone to hold close.
I still cannot quite believe that things have changed so much for me and find it hard to trust that I can continue to be as happy as I am today. Surely that would be too much to hope? Not that it's been plain sailing for us. There have been major wobbles and problems continue to arise and challenge us, but somehow we are still here and it just seems to get better all the time.
