A really hard few weeks!
Well, I've been really slack on the journal writing thing since new year. I guess getting back into the world of work has been a bit of an adjustment - as well as getting used to London life again!
It's been pretty rough over this last couple of weeks. Mike came over to defend his PHd and to spend time with me, and had a bloody awful time at the university. We'll see what will happen with that in the future. To cheer him up, I arranged 2 days off of work and booked a long weekend in Rome. We left on Friday morning and had a wonderful late afternoon and evening there, soaking up the sights and stuffing our faces! It was at 6 am on Saturday morning that we realised Mike's sister was trying to get in touch with us. She finally managed to get through on my mobile to let us know that Mike's dad had died suddenly. It was totally unexpected. He had been totally healthy and had just suffered a severe heart attack. The shock was overwhelming. We spent the next few days travelling, getting back to London and then flying on to Alabama. We were really worried that INS wouldn't let me in the country as we have a fiance visa going through at the moment. Actually they were really lovely and I had no problems whatsoever. Unfortunately, I have to return to the UK next Sunday and continue the waiting game there.
Things have definately gone a bit topsy-turvey. My future over here seemed pretty set. Our house, all cosy and rustic, had become home. Now, when I return, we'll be moving into the big house with Mike's mum. It is beautiful up there, but I'd kind of got attached to living here and am not quite ready for what we thought would be our future in another 10 years. There are huge amounts of stuff to do before it will be ready to live in and I wish I could be here to help out. I feel so mean leaving them all when it's so raw. Mike really needs me right now and I'm going to be 5000 miles away from him!
Since we've lived out here, we had got so used to hearing the sputtering engine of his dad's Rabbit, roaring up the driveway. "Time for tea?" was his usual greeting. I miss him so much. When you see someone nearly everyday for a year, you kind of get used to them. He was so welcoming to me and made me feel so much a part of the Leberman family. I don't know how we're going to manage without him.
It's been pretty rough over this last couple of weeks. Mike came over to defend his PHd and to spend time with me, and had a bloody awful time at the university. We'll see what will happen with that in the future. To cheer him up, I arranged 2 days off of work and booked a long weekend in Rome. We left on Friday morning and had a wonderful late afternoon and evening there, soaking up the sights and stuffing our faces! It was at 6 am on Saturday morning that we realised Mike's sister was trying to get in touch with us. She finally managed to get through on my mobile to let us know that Mike's dad had died suddenly. It was totally unexpected. He had been totally healthy and had just suffered a severe heart attack. The shock was overwhelming. We spent the next few days travelling, getting back to London and then flying on to Alabama. We were really worried that INS wouldn't let me in the country as we have a fiance visa going through at the moment. Actually they were really lovely and I had no problems whatsoever. Unfortunately, I have to return to the UK next Sunday and continue the waiting game there.
Things have definately gone a bit topsy-turvey. My future over here seemed pretty set. Our house, all cosy and rustic, had become home. Now, when I return, we'll be moving into the big house with Mike's mum. It is beautiful up there, but I'd kind of got attached to living here and am not quite ready for what we thought would be our future in another 10 years. There are huge amounts of stuff to do before it will be ready to live in and I wish I could be here to help out. I feel so mean leaving them all when it's so raw. Mike really needs me right now and I'm going to be 5000 miles away from him!
Since we've lived out here, we had got so used to hearing the sputtering engine of his dad's Rabbit, roaring up the driveway. "Time for tea?" was his usual greeting. I miss him so much. When you see someone nearly everyday for a year, you kind of get used to them. He was so welcoming to me and made me feel so much a part of the Leberman family. I don't know how we're going to manage without him.