spent a short time today in the minor injuries clinic at the western, having sustained an injury in a most unfortunate manner, to be told that i've probably cracked a rib. kinda sore. but as long as i don't get breathless or start coughing up blood, i should be fine... ooh, the drama!

good weekend though - we were very homey. lots of cleaning, ironing, cooking, reorganising. the larder is looking fabulous and i've never had so many ironed clothes at once.

i am happy.

what can i tell you...? the longest gap in my journal yet. plenty good reasons for it though; and a slightly odd reason for deciding to break my fast today.

what has happened since january? a whole lot. i've realised that i've fallen properly, deeply, madly in love, and am still in awe of it. it's wonderful and difficult and inspiring and upsetting and the best thing that's ever happened to me.

and i've been helped through some tough times recently too - the emotional rollercoaster of trying to explain to my nearest and dearest my plans for fatherhood, my joy at our pregnancy discovered in november, our grief and numbness at our miscarriage in january, the painful recovery from that while juggling the many pressures of life, work and volunteering.

but time is a healer, and all hearts that break are put back together again, cos love heals the wounds it makes.

on tuesday my doc told me to reduce the stress in my life. looking at the link to this site that i have on my home page has been causing me to feel guilt and irritation that i've not been able to put here how i have been feeling and what i have been doing. so here we are, new start, open book. that's what's been happening, here i am again, and we'll see if i come back fairly soon and start being less obtuse...