Better late than never – things get super hectic when you get married apparently! Anyway, here I am again, with more ramblings about life with a grumpy tetraplegic and mutterings about marriage. I mentioned in my last blog about the TV company that had approached us about filming the wedding…..well,………………………………….
Friday 27th November; my life changed forever. It started as your average Friday. David’s carer came in at 8am to get him up and I went off to the gym. Nothing unusual. I came back from the gym and spent 4 hours on the phone trying to get tickets for………………………………….
I have so much to tell you about. I’m torn between telling you about the wedding and all the exciting things that are happening. But I also want to tell you more about the early days of our relationship and how I found myself turning cartwheels around the moon with happiness………………………………….
Waiting for Nicky to arrive for our first date evoked a lot of emotions, but mainly excitement, trepidation, and hope. It was exciting because we had already spoken and messaged each other a lot, and I was looking forward to meeting this bubbly person properly. Obviously our paths had crossed………………………………….
Seeing as this blog is supposed to be about planning our wedding, I guess I should actually start telling you something about it! I’ll get to the wedding stuff, I promise; but there seems to be so many other tales to tell you as well! David’s most recent blog, tells………………………………….
One evening in June 2013 I was sat in my armchair, half watching TV, probably drinking a glass of red wine, and scanning through the profiles of people on Match.com. I tended to find that anybody I expressed an interest in had no interest in me, so after quite a………………………………….
It’s 17 weeks until we get married. 17 WEEKS!!!! How did that happen?!? We’ve still got so much to organise, but recently life has been revolving around sailing and our trip to the World Championships in Holland. David finished in 7th overall (pretty amazing stuff! He thinks he should have………………………………….
I altered my profile to include information about my condition. To my amazement this didn’t seem to put people off; in fact I think that I had more interest by taking this approach. My profile didn’t focus on my disability because I didn’t want it to define me. I posted………………………………….
After 16 years of being with the same person, the idea of dating again was a little bit exciting, but also hugely scary. Obviously, I was not the same physically as I was last time I did this, but then that is also true for all the other 40/50 something………………………………….
I believe I promised you all that I would tell you a bit more about a private side of our life. I’m not sure if I can make a blog post about sex funny and interesting whilst retaining an air of dignity, but I’ll gave it a go! Back in………………………………….
