One

I know. All this restlessness began ever since I saw your picture in the paper.

All these days I didn’t even remember about you. I have been busy with my grandchildren. They have started school this year. The daughter wants a permanent nanny. I refused. As long as I am around, the situation doesn’t call for a nanny.

I bet you wouldn’t care two hoots about my family or their saga. If I were in your place, I would feel the same way. But then I keep forgetting – I am not you. 

This is not going to be a story of my family, my children, their children or my estranged husband. This is going to be about me. About you and yes, only about Us.