I miss you blogging on here. I miss that thrill of logging in to see that you’ve written something. I love the way that you write; the flow and the cadence, and to have someone write that well, that beautifully about me and us and what we have together - that was something truly special. 

I miss that. I wish Jo hadn’t found your blog. I’m not saying that’s why you don’t write any more but maybe if she hadn’t we would have had a few more months of writing back and forth, each reacting to what the other was saying; that unique insight we had into each others minds that you just can’t get from a face-to-face conversation, however honest you’re being. Not with people like us, for whom writing is such a big part of who we are.

I don’t blog much any more. There are a myriad reasons for that. But I miss the place that this became, briefly, back in March last year. I miss it an awful lot.