My husband is leaving me
I am sitting at my table, and my husband is leaving me. He's going to China for three weeks, and he has gone to drop off the boy, collect shoes, bank money, remember bits and bobs. And I am sitting at my table, only just registering that I will be alone for three weeks. Except that of course I will not be alone. The children will be here to keep me company, and I will be looking after them. What that makes me feel is… sad. I spend so very very much of my time managing their lives, an incredible amount of time arranging and rearranging my iCal calendar, synchronising four lives, orchestrating visits from other members of the family, planning to fine granular levels exactly what we eat, where we go, what homework is done, etc etc. There is so little time for being or love. For a person who thinks she does little else but try to understand her own feelings and those of others around her, I actually do an awful lot of doing . Now that th...