“Oh, life is never just a start at A and end at Z, is it? Well, maybe it is for some people, but apparently not for me.
I’m writing this in the car sitting outside the doctor’s rooms. Grant often says to me, “You’ll live ’til you’re 100, Pol! You’re always at the doctor!”
Hey, some people get acrylic nails, I get medical advice about imaginary tumours! Oh, and on the subject of Grant, I guess I can’t just leave the elephant in the room and throw a faux fur rug over it, right? It’s true we are on a break. We’ve been together for 125 years come Pancake Day, but a few weeks ago, after a lot of soul-searching, I moved out.
I didn’t move out because Granty did anything wrong. I didn’t move out after a fight. I didn’t move out because I don’t love my family beyond anything in the universe. I moved out because there was a shift in me. Something inside me shifted and I couldn’t find my joy any more. It was a little like that great new animated movie Inside Out. I lost my joy and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t chase her down and hog tie her, and stuff her back inside my joy-shaped hole.
Please don’t feel sad or disappointed. Life can be tricky and right now, I’m just taking it one day at a time. Grant is being a rock for the family, and I’m doing my best to eat, pray and
find the joy again. We carry on working together as the best friends we’ve always been, and we love it this way.
A dear friend even said to me this morning, “The show sounds better. It’s fun, fresh and flirty.” Hmmm, who would have thought, eh?
I value you guys so much and apart from me now just trying to find my way down a funny
old street, I still love you guys, my readers and my listeners, and my jobs at The Hits and Woman’s Day. Oh, and of course my incredible, beautiful family.
Right, the doctor awaits …”
