Hi, last day in the French Alps. Did have one lesson, yes with the most gorgeous tall, dark and handsome French instructor!!! To frightened of hurting myself to carry on, so boots got hung up.
Having lots of laughs with my family, meeting them for lunch at the top of a ski lift. Plenty of Apre Ski going on. Or just sitting quietly enjoying the view.
It has made everything seem very real though. I am missing Steve so much. Even the fact that I know he would have hated this. It's stupidly expensive, thousands of people around, doing crazy things. He would just have wanted to get up high and walk or find some frozen waterfall to scale.
Now I have to face the fact he has gone and some how I have got to find a life for myself. Still feel totally exhausted, I suppose that is completely normal, after what I have been through in the last six years. But what can I do? Where do people go to find this new life? Tried the drop in cruise coffee mornings, but everyone was at least 20years older than me and been coming for years. No moving on, or getting on with life there! I can't go back to work. I totally except they have to run the business their way, but it will upset me, if I think Steve would not approve of their actions.
Oh well, that's Monday's problem. Now I am just going to carry on gazing at the crisp white snow, sat here in glorious hot sun, under deep blue skies. Knowing that whilst Steve would not approve of what's going on now, he did have many years of fun, hiking and climbing around here.
God, I HATE PSP!!!
Lots of love