And I’m in Court in the morning… Day 1 of the end ( hopefully ) of my rather prolonged divorce process. By the end of the week, but hopefully sooner, that chapter will have closed. It’s not exactly a fun experience, the whole divorce thing, but the Court bits I find ok actually. They don’t faze me at all. Paralysis has far more daunting aspects most days than that presented by a courtroom, and I’m quite ready for the whole thing, with my brain seeming to be processing quite rationally at the moment.
My Aunty Wendy died on Wednesday, lung cancer having stolen her away. My mum’s sister, Aunty Wendy was a lovely lady. I can’t recall a time ever that she didn’t have a smile on her face, which I would say was the measure of her. RIP Aunty Wendy x