The sum of my parts

A good many people have come out of the woodwork of late to say "Hi!" and see how I'm doing. I think I can thank google for all these rekindled contacts. It's actually been all good so far, so maybe I should stop being such a worry wart and get on with things.

These new contacts have led me to look back on the three years of posts on TRW, so that I can remind myself of what I've said and where I've been. It's been interesting to look back at it all. I can still read through the lines and see the times when I tried so hard to put on a brave face when I thought my world was falling apart. I read about the times in Prague and I could see the stones of the buildings, hear the noise the newer trams made as they passed our windows, smell the scent of the room where I got my weekly 10 dollar massage and feel the cool fall air on my face as I walked across Vaclavske namesti. I can still see Oscar playing on the floor of our first apartment.

I'm so totally not choking up right now. Not at all in the slightest.

HRH