I live in a village I only moved in June . It's an elderly community , with one playgroup running on a Wednesday moring by a lovely lady.
I knew these facts when I moved in , but with a school right behind me with a fantastic reputation ,I had to take it .
My car got stolen when I was 8 months pregenant and up on till my husband left I borrowed/ got drove around/ shared his car .
After he left I shared my mothers car, which was fine as we lived in the same house .
I used to walk to playgroups in the village, local library and shops . All my friends I had made were in the town , we were never stuck with things to do .
I have saved a bit of money and brought myself a little old run around when I moved into the flat . It had a years mot and 3 months tax. 4 new tyres . It was perfect for what I needed .
The view on it was if it breaks then I can't afford to fix it I never put more than half a tank of petrol in it.
Well last week it broke , costing to much to fix . So I cut my loses and scrapped it .
I have been borrowing my mothers car since when she doesn't need it . But there are some days when she needs the car and we live 15 mins away from each other .
Now I'm not moaning or complaing maybe just coming to terms with reality.
There is one bus that runs from the village, Moneywise it wouldn't be sensible to take the bus at £5 a fare for a 1 1/2 hour playgroup .
It's a new learning curve on this journey I am going on .
The reality that with my marriage split up some of those new friends I made can't hadle the fact things have change , we the never ending 'we will have to arrange a play date' with it never happening. That's ok , it's not there fault .
With friends retuning to work , or unable to drive or busy with new baby's . It can get pretty lonely at times .
I have Hobbys and am working towards making a go with a little craft business as soon as little miss is at pre-school .
I have just i have just finished my latest level 3 qualification and look forward to choosing my next to study .
I suppose it's missing that feeling of plodding along so happily in family life you don't notice the quiet times ,. Maybe it's the reality that without making a phone call to someone else or asking someone for help your on your own .
It wasn't just my husband that was taken away a year ago , it was my security , mthe feeeling hat someone knew I was here . That feeling that its ok someone does miss you , of being wanted .
Sometimes I wish I lived in a town I could walk to things but then I would miss the beautiful safe area I live in .
I am on a never ending journey of learning new things , adapting to what life throws at me , the guilt that comes with being a parent .
The reality that I till my daughter is in pre-school and I can return to the adult world , I'm on my own .
The losing my car was just another reminder that , those luxurys we have seem so essential can be taken from us so easily .
Just another reminder that I am on a rollercoster and I not sure what the next bump will be ,or what emotions/feelings that will create .