I was asked tonite on fb where did I live? well it was a bit long winded to say on chat so i said i would blog ........yes its that long a story!
as the old saying goes "home is where your heart is" and as mine was smashed into a million pieces back in feb (my heart!!! not my home although that disintegrated at the same time too!!!!!)..................... where is my home?
me and my hubby had always dreamt of living in spain ........ over the years ...the times we were going to do it!!!! always found excuses not to .....kids to young ...dont want to disrupt schooling / their jobs etc etc
well jan 2006 we decided to come and live in spain ..... new years resolution ...only one i never broke ...... we ended living in a little village not far from my son (eldest)and his family on the costa blanca ...... we had a fabulous 2 n half years ....but i started to feel homesick ...missed everyone "back home" .....so nov 08 we went back to uk
moved into a nice house near my daughter ....... christmas morning was brilliant my daughter foned to say the grandchildren were awake and i walked 2mins to her house in my bright red jamas -boots n big jacket !!!!! it was a fantastic morning in fact we had a brilliant christmas and new year .....the first christmas/new year we had spent in uk for years!
mid feb ..... my sons birthday ...(the youngest in uk) we had a great family do at his house ...a really lovely evening .... the following morning i get a fone call from paul in spain .... he was in hospital ..... he had been rushed in the day before ..he didnt fone then he didnt want to spoil his bros birthday ! the doctors in spain wanted his medical notes from 10 years previous ......could i get them for him?
PANIC -PANIC -PANIC !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .....my heart disintergrated at this point my world turned upside down ........
2 days later we were at his bedside with the notes and a couple of bags of clothes for us ! we had come to stay as long as needed ! mr N to help with pauls work and me to help with whatever i could
we stayed at pauls for 4 months ......it was a bit of a squeeze but we all survived!
view from roof terrace home no3 
july/aug/sept ...we moved into a little town house nearby ..... things were settling down a wee bit ..... we needed our space ...paul and gang needed theirs too
so we are now in home number 3 and its only july!................
luckily for us ..... while we lived in spain before we had made some fab friends who we had kept in touch with ( you know they offered that we could stay with them when we visited paul in the future etc etc) these friends have been so supportive to us over the past 8 months absolute stars! our ROCKS! 1 couple of friends had booked a holiday of a lifetime travelling for 6 months! starting 2nd week october and ........ wait for it ! would we like to house sit for them?
so 1st october ....our 3 month rental was up ...we move into a little apartment near the beach (home no4) ............only for a week ...we were still close to pauls ...still going most days to help out babysitting while helen was at work etc ...but to us it was our holiday! hey i felt i was even starting to relax a wee bit
paul had had all his chemo and his op by now ...... things were looking more positive!
so after our little holiday we moved in to our new home ...home no5 spent a couple of days with our friends before they flew off for their 6 month vacation
and here we are ...... i am sitting on "my" sofa having my morning cuppa tea drinking in this beautifu view - though its not really my sofa ...our sofa is in someones garage in the uk...... the rest of our belongings are scattered around family n friends houses ...... hopefully one day soon when paul is fit and well and we dare move on we will be reunited with our belongings ........ in our own home once again
but until then "home is where your heart is" and i suppose as me and mr N are here with both our hearts (healing)......... then this is our home for now!
there my fb friend i told you it was a blog!!!! of a question
