When I got married, I never imagined I would get divorced.

And yet, here we are 23 years later... I have changed, evolved, and he doesn't like it. He wants me to go back the way I was, but I can't.

I guess you either drift together or drift apart.

Of course, you also get those marriages which aren't happy, but neither is prepared to move out so it just drifts along. Rather like my parents marriage, they went through a sticky patch when we were teens, but as we left home they had to talk to each other and got on better.

The saddest thing to me, is that when Dad got cancer, it brought them closer together, which just made his loss even harder for my mum to bear.