Not the usual Sunday – but I better get used to it I suppose.

Got up at the crack of dawn. Had coffee and then went through the ritual of trying to look fabulous. At 50 + this is sometimes a struggle lol but hey I managed to make myself feel great anyway.

Yesterday I had been a spray tan virgin along with fake lashes virgin. I was quite pleased with myself for conquering the fear of looking like an orange- you have been tangoed lol . I was quite impressed with the verdict to be honest. I looked & felt ace. I had bought new atire for the occasion also.

I put the prison address in the sat nav and prayed the car would start. It’s been problematic for months now. A ritual of bumping it every time I try to start it. I’ve got to Grand Prix times of doing it now.

Ypee – a good omen.

I got to the prison car parked. A collection of outlaw motors & my clapped out beaten up one in the middle. At least I know I have a Harley Chop in the workshop eh – no shame in that.

It was raining and a sobering walk in the cold & drizzle along the overwhelming prison wall. I suppose you blank it out after a while.

Got to the visitors center and the usual ritual of finger scan & id. Raised voices of women trying to radiate some sort of pecking order. I am so very glad to be me.

The intrusive search on the way in – the clostraphobic feel of the doors sliding and locking shut behind you.

So very glad to see my soulmate. He looked well & healthy and a contrast from our last visit. We were both mentally & physically drained by the events of the past few months.

We chatted – we laughed- we reminisced and we made plans and before you know it our goodbye came far too soon.

I can’t look back on leaving – my heart is in tatters as it is. But I keep strong. I have to.

After getting out of there – inhaling the damp air. Freedom.

I go to a nearby cinema and lose myself in a film . Valium for the brain – and it worked. I felt positive- Free.

Tomorrow it will be work again. But it passes the TIME. Every second that passes he will be back where he belongs. At the moment we are both rebuilding & healing our tattered souls.

Tomorrow is another day .

Today has been a chilling out day. Eating – reading – resting & waiting for a call from my loved one in prison.

Anxiety gets the better of you while you wait constantly in anticipation of the phone going. You carry it EVERYWHERE. It’s terrible when you miss a call . You can’t call back or leave a text . I wonder if he has enough credit / is he on lockdown- then paranoid thoughts creep in . Even though you KNOW he will call if he could.

It’s a very strange situation to be in.

Anyway that’s been my day …

Another day closer to my love coming home …..

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