Thursday, 1 March 2012

In Verona, a divorce

Have you ever been blown away by the timing of events in your life? Last week it was as though the director had shouted through his funnel from his slung canvas chairs, 'Divorce! I said Divorce!'

It seems divorce is the flavour of the day. I am no way advocating it, but seeing as I have a novel coming out dealing with the kinky aftermath of middle age divorce (no sobbing here - just religion, the politics of aging and some well-heeled sex), around the same time that the Italian state has called me up before a judge to nudge along my own divorce, one does wonder about who could be behind this unbidden timeliness.

So just how did my book - 'The Divorced Lady's Companion to Living in Italy' - arrive in my lap a week before we were up before a kindly judge who asked if there were any hope of reconciliation??

The ex and I had excellent Franciacorta in a nearby bar and then spaghetti con le vongole at his mother's. It's paperwork now. Being older has a type of grace and conclusions can feel neat and warming.

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It goes without saying that Carnivale came and went. After two weeks of diesel-freezing minus twenty degrees we had many beery days of kinder weather on the slopes, faces tanned and beanies left in the car. It's almost beachy up there now and the season has quickly frazzled. Though not for these nameless eighties swingers.
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6 comments:

  1. I absolutely believe in timing and this is a perfect example. You have such a calmness about you. Every time I visit here it is as if I am being lulled into a sweet contentment. And that first picture? I want to know everything about it. That's my kind of photograph. xo

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  2. I wish I could convince myself of my calm! It's been a busy two weeks and I cope well with silence, my writing comes from silence alone.

    The top photograph was taken at Juliette's tomb in Verona, where civil marriages are celebrated. I remember I read my favourite Shakespeare sonnet, 'Let me not to the marriage of true minds/Admit impediments. Love is not love/That alters when it alteration finds..'

    Gosh! Haven't recalled that in a long while. xxcat

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  3. How wonderful to be dealing with this part of life with grace, calm, and no evil demon shouting and hatred. I'm at the part of my life where many of my (too young! AAAAAH!) friends are getting married. It is strange, sometimes, wondering which ones will make it.

    Gosh, I'm just rambling, aren't I?

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  4. I didn't think AT ALL before I first married and it was still healthy and sound. I don't think it truly matters if it doesn't last forever - almost impossible! - but if there is respect and communication, these things should last.

    We do put so much pressure on ourselves to lead perfect lives but I think we should accept confusion and mistakes and transition!

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  5. Oh yes, absolutely! And I only say "too young" because the possibility/thought is so completely and utterly beyond my own comprehension/life.

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    1. Don't worry dearie there's absolutely no reason to rush to the altar! You have plenty of time xx

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