Just under two weeks after S and I had out first serious spat, the subject of which was the pace or lack thereof of our thing, I ended up sat on a couch in Chelmsford, meeting her parents. The opportunity had come together very quickly, they being around and I being able to find a couple of days to make the trip to meet them.
The meeting itself felt at times like an interview, an inquisition and a friendly chat; good in the sense that it put into context the protective nature of the relationships S has with her wider family. On the way back, I broached the difficult 6-month, ‘Us’ question, her choice of answer - what do you think - suggesting that perhaps events had overtaken that by far. That I agree with. So here we are then - official, in a manner of speaking. Beginning again then, the first day of what I can only hope is a long, fruitful relationship :)
Elsewhere, progress on the twelve things for 2016 has been varied, ranging from great (at work) to downright abysmal (spiritual practice). Given the turn of the clocks and November lurking, it feels like a good time to take a step back, see how much progress has been made and reiterate the focus areas for the rest of the year.
Fingers crossed.