Alan, thanks for your words again mate.. For a few seconds quite a few words crossed my mind but when I thought about the fact that what I was about to say would likely be my parting words to her I realised (to my moderate surprise at the time) that a part of me still did feel a love for her, and I couldn't bring myself to say anything except what I truly felt. I have to say my mom and I have developed a very equal and respectful relationship over the last twenty years or so, and she has been nothing but supportive and understanding in all of this. I think she's been more upset about this than I have to be honest, but she's an understanding person and I think she realises the true value of experience - in that respect I would say she's quite unusual for a mother! haha! With that in mind I think she'll understand when I throw myself eastwards once more.. I don't think she'd have it any other way.
Triple5, thanks man - Honestly!?? I did feel like curling up and screaming, but in the end it would only have given me a headache and upset the neighbours, and wouldn't have changed the circumstances one iota. All I could do was see the good in it. As for my friends, well it was an extreme way of finally meeting someone about fifty miles away from home but it was all worth it I think, in spite of the outcome. I also can't help but notice the beautiful symmetry in having Facebook be the architect of both my downfall and resurrection.
