Friday, 16 August 2013
For 18 years, something had been bothering me, occasionally waking me up in the night, a kind of niggling, guilt-laden feeling. Well, enough was enough. Two and a bit weeks ago I Googled my French exchange partner, the one I didn't ever write back to, the one whose lovely parents I never thanked for hosting me, found her and dared to get in touch. My horrendous (eighteen year) lack of manners were speedily forgiven and today we drove 2 and a half hours and spent a lovely afternoon with them and some other friends, all so cordiale. Eighteen years, 5 daughters between us, different languages and a whole lot of life lived. I thought I was tying up a loose end, but I hope instead it's a beginning.