No use crying over spilt milk.... It's been a long while since I've blogged - a lot's happened during the absence but I haven't felt like talking about it..and I still don't so i won't get into details.

Suffice it to say that my life has changed irrevocably and sometimes I feel that nothing's ever going to be the same again.

Love.....it's been sung about, written about, fantasised about and cried over. But does anyone really know what it means? Noone seems to be able to define this elusive feeling. Is it just a feeling? Or is it something more? Does it encompass respect, a sense of duty, loyalty and commitment? I think it does. But how then does it disappear completely..like it never was? Or does it?

I don't know..i'm confused and honestly, losing all faith in this word. That saddens me because I've always been a hopeless romantic, and there's always been a part of me that has longed for a happy, cosy marriage with a man I love, in a cosy little house, with grubby little kids running around.

To think I was so close to that.....but it has all come to naught. And all I can say is that I'm sorry. I never would have thought....  ¶ 10:01 pm