La Suite... in French means... "what follows" situations, things that followed after our wedding... in a word : everyday's life, routine, etc...
And many difficult situations followed those happy moments I shared with my family on that wedding day... that special and unique day...
Back to France, Christophe's secrets on some financial difficulties that I learned once I was back, secrets to "protect" me from... from what? from whom? Should some secrets be considered as lies? I know everything parted from a good natured feeling but his secret made me feel betrayed in some way... Same as he had been betrayed in his business by people he trusted, his colleagues... But well, the debt was paid and we were in a way relieved since from now on we could start planning our lives elsewhere, and finally get out of this godforsaken region..
Still other problems came, too many to be explained here in a few lines, but to name a few, my grandmother's unexpected decease last September, my father's illness worsening every day... my endless unbearable migraines were nothing compared to all this.
And life still goes on...
Sleepless nights, pain and sorrow and this feeling of injustice, why them? WHY?? Why cannot YOU Lord take with you evil people instead of my dearest ones...??