Eimear loves the snow, but misses her friends
I have adopted this goal from you and its fabulous....instead of gritting my teeth and seething quietly as the airwaves, newspapers, shops and glossies promote ever more cliched, dull, unimaginative and yet extremely expensive ways to prove coupledom status, I shall bask in my conscious singledom.
I am officially single again for the first time in…..dumdedumdedum….I reckon 23 years, and it feels….good. There is the obvious sadness, of course, but past that there is a sense of regrouping, of the begining of discovering who I am just as myself, not in relation or reaction to anyone else. It feels…...honest!
And so, here’s to Valentine’s Day, and the wonderful, scarey possabilities of being oneself!!

