When Mr A and I met, things couldn’t have been more different
I was high flyer, own home, living well and frankly had more money than time, and back then definitely more money than sense.
I worked hard, played hard and left nothing in the middle
It was living that way that brought my fall from grace
It was a steep drop, the fall was terrifying
A fall broken by a very good man
I didnt know then but I know now that he wobbled, there were times he thought about walking away
I cant blame him
I took what was me and repackaged it in a wrapper of broken
I changed what he bought into and rebranded myself
It was a huge leap, it still is
He took over the reins, he became the earner and I became the stay at home mum, whilst I recovered some semblance of sanity
That was never in the contract, so far from the woman he married.
I tried to go back to my old life in a similar job, goodness knows it would have been easier on so many levels, but completely impossible in so many others.
But I couldn’t, and I didn’t, and he accepted that those days were gone.
I applied for university, he wasn’t sure, but we made it work, I made it work.
I owed him for his effort and faith, and I paid him in Distinctions, it was all I could do to show him that I recognised his support, that his hard work was worth it.
We struggled through these years, but he supported me financially and practically, taking the children to school, coming home early and generally doing what needed to be done, all the while bringing home the bacon.
It NEVER went unrecognised.
And yesterday, at a time when things have never been harder
I was accepted to my dream course at Cambridge University
A course I should never, ever have been in a position to apply for, but I did
And I got in.
I got in.
So today I have absolutely no idea how I can make this happen
But I have absolute faith that I will
I cant think of anyone I’d rather have on my team.
My favourite person, my strength, my love, my reason and my heart.