M and I took a brief 3 day break in Brighton (English south coast) 2 weeks ago, while LG was in France with a school trip.
As we unwound a bit from work pressures, some worries about the future surfaced and we experienced and talked through anxieties about the changes our life is going through in relation to employment, income...
Big grown up stuff.
Being grown up sucks sometimes.
Our first afternoon in Brighton was rainy. But our mood brightened despite the damp.
And after the rain, came the sunshine.
As we returned home, on the train back from London Bridge to south London, the sky was just extraordinary.
The dramatically dark cloud threatened storm and worse, it truly glowered.
But beneath that was the promise of a clear evening and fair weather ahead.